I Knew a Guy

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From the book The Armpit of Doom

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I knew a guy
who knew a guy
who stuck his finger
in his eye.
Oh me, oh my!
That silly guy!
He stuck his finger
in his eye!
I asked him, “Why,
oh tell me why
you stuck your finger
in your eye.”
But all that guy
would do was cry
and cry and cry
and cry and cry.
So stick your finger
in a pie
or in the sky
or on your tie
or in a toasted
ham on rye
or on a purple
butterfly,
but don’t be like
that silly guy
who stuck his finger
in his eye
or you will cry
and cry and cry
and then you might
fall down and die.
Goodbye.

 --Kenn Nesbitt

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Reading Level: Grade 2

 


From the Book The Armpit of Doom


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