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There once was a girl named Irene
Whose hair was a bright shade of green
When asked how she dyed it, she simply confided
"I just use the juice from my spleen!"
A werewolf once tore his own hide
To find out just what was inside
He ripped and he tore 'til his hands ran with gore
But before he found out, he died!
Igor, Igor!
There was an old monster from poor
Whose wife was as thin as a skewer
Last night, sad to say, she at last passed away
Through the bars of a drain down the sewer
Igor, did you water the brains today, Igor?
A cat in despondency sighed
And resolved to commit suicide
He passed under the wheels of eight automobiles
And after the ninth one, he died!