Here is an oldy
Adjusted to not be moldy
About a guy
Who went to lie
In bed as an old fogey
It’s raining, it’s pouring
The old man is snoring
He bumped his head
Went back to bed
And didn’t get up ’till morning
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Here is an oldy
Adjusted to not be moldy
About a guy
Who went to lie
In bed as an old fogey
It’s raining, it’s pouring
The old man is snoring
He bumped his head
Went back to bed
And didn’t get up ’till morning