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Story 318
The Dunce
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SOMEDAY I MIGHT WALK
ONTHEMOON
WITH EINSTEIN!
Once a dunce, always a dunce
And a dunce doesn’t know:
A pig grunts
A tiger hunts
A kicker punts
Or that twice is double once.
Story 319
Punch
Mother said, “Children, because you ate a late brunch, it’s my hunch that you’re
not yet hungry for your lunch.
“Later, ‘though, you may be so: so if so you may have some Hawaiian Punch, a
sandwich, and some potato chips on which to munch and crunch!”
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