26 December 2012
One of my favourite poems ever!
On top of spaghetti, All covered in cheese, I lost my poor meatball, When somebody sneezed.
It rolled off the table, And onto the floor, And then my poor meatball, Rolled out of the door.
It rolled into the garden, And under a bush, And then my poor meatball, Was nothing but mush.
So if you it spaghetti, All covered with cheese, Hold on to your meatball, And don't ever sneeze
- Anon
On Top Of Spaghetti • Opuss № I