Babs, the baboon, in Boston be
On the loose from a local zoo.
Into a bakery went she,
Closed for the night so no one knew.
Babs had a sweet tooth so she went
Straight to the section she did eye,
With lots of sweetness evident,
Shop specialty, Boston cream pie.
Babs grabbed and shoved the pies galore
Into her mouth and gobbled down.
Meanwhile her zoo keepers searched for
Babs throughout all of Boston town.
Babs, the baboon, be safely found
By keepers by her burping sound.
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