An ocelot came by Mama said.
This surprised me and my brother Ned.
In the Midwest?
An ocelot nest?
The idea filled us both full of dread.
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An adventurous young ocelot,
Used to gamble and smoke lots of pot,
When he crept home one night,
He got such a fright,
When his mum yelled "You're losing the plot!"
10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade,
There is an ocelot at twelve o’clock
I did not bother to get out my Glock.
Was eaten fast
All but my cast
Thanks to the lying wolf-crier on the block