I had once a friend who liked mopping,
And drank soup with great slurp-like popping,
He wanted to teach,
Or maybe to preach,
But he decided to keep on slop-glopping
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I had once a friend who liked mopping,
And drank soup with great slurp-like popping,
He wanted to teach,
Or maybe to preach,
But he decided to keep on slop-glopping