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How Much Could?
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck?
I'd really like to know!
I asked my kid and he checked an app
Then told me where to go!
Six sweet swans swam swimmingly
Straight up to my front door,
Peter Piper got shut out by my kids
They just couldn't take no more!
I asked if she sold seashells
Which seashells did she sell?
My kids just said, "Whatever, Dad!"
What can I say? Oh well!
A canny canner can can cans cannily
But not on his smart phone,
The flea and the fly flew through the flaw
My kids want to be left alone.
I thought a dad's job was to be annoying
And say dumb things that are not so dumb.
But my kids just think it's all too cloying
And now their brains are numb.
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