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"Ha!" thought Tommy Purr one day,
"Here's a chance a joke to play;
See him drop upon the floor
All those books, and hear me roar!"
Chuckling to himself in glee,
"I do love a joke," said he,
Pushed poor Whiskers, just for fun--
Down the books came, every one.
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But the biggest book of all,
Happened on his crown to fall;
Tommy roared with might and main,
Not with laughter but with pain.
Tommy now has gone to bed
With a big bruise on his head;
Vinegar and paper brown
Cover up his aching crown.
There in sorrow Tommy lies,
Wishing he had been more wise;
For although those books did fall,
His joke proved no joke at all.