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some say this ryhme doesnt mean anything. Others are not so sure.

There was a man who lived in Leeds;
He filled his garden full of seeds.
And when the seeds began to grow,
It was like a garden filled with snow.
But when the snow began to melt,
It was like a ship without a belt.
And when the ship began to sail,
It was like a bird without a tail.
And when the bird began to fly,
It was like an eagle in the sky.
And when the sky began to roar,
It was like a lion at my door.
(Now drop your vioce)
And when the door began to crack,
It was like a penknife in my back.
And when my back began to bleed-
(Turn out any lights.)
I was dead, dead, dead indeed!
(Jump at your friends and scream smile
AHHHHHHHHH!