On top of spaghetti

All covered with cheese

I lost my poor meatball

When somebody sneezed.

It rolled off the table

And onto the floor

And then my poor meatball

Rolled out of the door.

It rolled in the garden

And under a bush

And then my poor meatball

Was nothing but mush.

The mush was as tasty
As tasty could be,
And then the next summer
It grew into a tree.

The tree was all covered,
All covered with moss,
And on it grew meatballs,
And tomato sauce.

So if you eat spaghetti
All covered with cheese,
Hold onto your meatball
Lest somebody sneeze

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