Seven little tailors
Sitting in a in row
Stitching on pockets
And chatting as they sow
Nimble spoke to Ernie
Dimple spoke to Fred
Rubin dropped his thimble
And getting up bumped his head
The moral of this story
Is one to concentrate
Because the very next day
Dimple spoke to tringle
Leaving work with Pimple
And trapped his toe in the gate
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