As I was jogging in the park,
I heard a dog bark.
I turned around frightfully,
Only to see Mr. Terry’s dog-Billy!
Come back Billy, come back!
Or I’ll give you a slap!
Said Mr. Terry,
Eating a red cherry!
The cherry was a ripe and tasty one,
But on the cherry tree there were none!
So I asked Billy’s master,
Do you have any more cherries mister?
Don’t you talk to me rudely!
Mr. Terry shouted at me!
Oh, sorry Mr. Terry,
I’ll find the fruit from another tree!
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