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THE STORY OF SARAH CYNTHIA SYLVIA STOUT
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Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout
Would not take the garbage out.
She'd scour the pots and scrape the pans,
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Candy the yams and spice the hams,
And though her daddy would scream and shout,
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She simpily would not take the garbage out.
And so it piled up to the ceilings:
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Coffee grounds, potato peelings,
Brown bananas, rotten peas,
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Chunks of sour cottage cheese.
It filled the can, it covered the floor,
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It cracked the window and blocked the door.
With bacon rinds and chicken bones.
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Drippy ends of ice cream cones,
Prune pits, peach pits, orange peel,
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Gloopy glumps of cold oatmeal,
Pizza crusts and withered greens,
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Soggy beans and tangerines,
Crusts of black burned buttered toast,
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Gristly bits of beefy roasts...
The garbage rolled down the hall,
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It raised the roof, it broke the wall!
Greasy napkins, cookie crumbs,
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Globs of gooey bubble gum,
Cellophane from green baloney,
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Rubbery blubbery macaroni,
Curdled milk and crusts of pie,
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Moldy melons, dried up mustard,
Eggshells mixed with lemon custard,
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Cold french fries and rancid meat,
Yellow lumps of cream of wheat.
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At last the garbage reached so high,
That it finely touched the sky.
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And all the neighbors moved away,
And none of her friends would come and play.
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And finally Sarah Cynthia Stout said,
"O.K., I'll take the garbage out!"
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But then, of course, it was too late....
The garbage reached across the state,
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From New York to the Golden Gate.
And there, in the garbage she did hate,
Poor Sarah met an awful fate.
[This I cannot right now relate,
Because the hour is much too late.]
But, friends, remember Sarah Stout
And ALWAYS TAKE THE GARBAGE OUT!
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