The Mexican Jumping Bean
I found a small Mexican jumping bean,
Tucked it in a place where it shouldn’t be seen.
I took it home, where I put it away
I forgot about it until one day.
This black thing came crawling out
With a Mexican hat, above its snout
It played a violin and danced and sang,
Behind it was a trail of a traveling gang.
I placed it outdoors on the cement floor
And they all stayed outside, close to the door.
The big black ant with the Mexican hat,
But the gang all left or got ate by the cat.
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