P,J,S
Poor Jeremy Squires.
Jeremy Squires a strange wee breed
would cough and sneeze all day indeed.
So Marjorie Proctor sent for the doctor.
She asked that he come real quick.
Before Jeremy Squires and his coughing expires
then he'll no-longer be sick!
Well, said the doctor, if I don't come quick
and Jeremy Squires is no-longer sick
he won't need a doctor Marjorie Proctor.
Is that what you've just said?
Yes! Said she, oh don't you see
cause Jeremy Squires will be dead.
Copyright © Patricia Lawton | Year Posted 2016
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