The Pump That Could Not Sump
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Once when I was away, it rained and rained for days.
Returning to my castle, I peered through the rooms below,
and squish, splosh, water-skied across the squeaky, soggy carpet.
A pump that couldn't sump made me a horrible grump,
frightened by the sight of the horrible blight, my plight:
water, water everywhere, heaving lumps and bumps and humps,
but not a drop did my pump sump.
Oh me, oh my, I turn for help, "Help!" said me.
"Squeeze me," said the bloated sponge.
"Dance with me," cried the braided blond mop.
The plumber said he could fix it.
"I'll drain you sure", said he and sure he did: in an instant
burble to gurgle my savings dove squish, ker-plunk, turtle.
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