Oodles of Poodles


Oodles of poodles were scattered about
inside and outside, all over the house.
They romped as they played and they chased as they nipped,
and fought over food, and bit as they sipped.

These oodles of poodles were tinted in blue
and pink and green and odd colors too.
They lived with a lady so meek and so mild
and it was a shame, 'cause these dogs were wild!

They barked and they howled at every excuse,
but they had no reason to promote such abuse,
'cause these oodles of poodles had too much to say
about what the old lady could do with her day.

These oodles and oodles of poodles galore
slept on the bed and they ate off her floor,
so the little old lady who rocked as she sat
decided to trade them all in on a cat.

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