On Top Of Spaghetti
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 early next
summer
It grew into a tree.
The tree was all covered
With beautiful
moss,
It grew lovely meatballs
And tomato sauce.
So if you eat
spaghetti,
All covered with cheese,
Hold on to your meatballs
And don't
ever sneeze.
