A humorous rhyme about souls, soles, holes, and goats wearing coats — The tangerines are screaming, shouting,
“How about you louts that, pouting,
Shout about the cows that mow the lawn.” The underpants are being worn,
But I’m really not so sure you saw
The poor boy with no socks whose mother’s blind. I think you’ll find
That I don’t mind
Just what time
We…