Fun with Ouse
In my house,
Lives no mouse,
A great relief,
For my spouse.
In my beard,
Lives no louse,
A relief for me,
And my spouse.
But if a cucumber,
I do souse,
It might be eaten,
By my spouse.
Silly poems,
I do espouse,
A little humor,
To arouse.
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