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There was an old fellow who swallowed his hat.
Just fancy that—swallowed his hat!
He swallowed his hat to fend off the rain.
What an odd game—to swallow the rain!
He swallowed the rain to put out the fire.
You’d think he’d expire from swallowing fire.
He swallowed the fire to burn the string.
What a strange thing, to swallow some string!
He swallowed the string to catch the hook.
That’s not in the book, to swallow a hook.
He swallowed the hook to recover the net.
You’d scarcely bet he’d swallow a net.
He swallowed the net to trap the hat.
Restart for that.