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The Goops

Gelett Burgess
The meanest trick I ever knew
Was one I know you never do.
I saw a Goop once try to do it,
And there was nothing funny to it.
He pulled a chair from under me
As I was sitting down; but he
Was sent to bed, and rightly, too.
It was a horrid thing to do!

 
Table Manners

The Goops they lick their fingers,
   And the Goops they lick their knives;
They spill their broth on the tablecloth--
   Oh, they lead disgusting lives!
The Goops they talk while eating,
   And loud and fast they chew;
And that is why I'm glad that I
   Am not a Goop--are you?

This poem is in the public domain.

This poem is in the public domain.

Gelett Burgess

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I never saw a Purple Cow,
I never hope to see one,
But I can tell you, anyhow,
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