Understanding Miss Muffett (Children) - Poem by C.J. Heck
Hey, Mommy, what’s a tuffet?
Do we have a tuffet, too?
Little Miss Muffett sat on one.
What does a tuffet do?
What’s that stuff she’s eating?
The words say: curds and whey.
It looks like lumpy oatmeal.
Does she eat that every day?
Why’d she take off running
When the spider sat beside her?
Ohhh... I'll bet I know...
It was a big old BARKING spider!
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