Collect Questions

Everyone here seems to love the games, so I thought I'd start one......Rules: there are none (just remember there are children lurking about) :D
I'll start it then the next person has to come up with the next line.....
There was a man from NANTUCKET......
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Who carried his flakes in a bucket...


he scratched and he swept
and he hardly slept
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His house was very well kept.
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He met a young lady from France....
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who conld not dance


but if given a chance she could sing so sweet it...


would warm up your pants.


so she danced to the ants in the pants on the chance.......


That he would show her the Flake Dance...


There once was a fella called Larry...


whose brothers were moe and curley.....not Hairy


They said with a grin...


as he licked off his chin............................


"nobody can sign and dance like us"


Maria is trying, trying her best
to keep our poems clean...


But our tiny
Community
is not as clean as it seems.
There Once was a girl named Annie
Who liked to


DRINK A "MARTANNIE"


And Try as she might....


she often got tight....


And landed hard on her fanny!


She once took a trip to see Pam.........................


with her pet cricket "bam-bam"....


and brought her a cute fuzzy lamb


i hate when that happens and your post is too late . . .
anyway . . . to where flat stanley left off:
they went out on a date