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Hickory Dickory Dock . Hickory, dickory, dock, the mouse ran up the clock. The clock struck one the mouse ran down,  I hit it with a weighted sock. :0)  :0\ well they are vermin :0| I see the moon. I see the moon, the moon see's me, having a pee up the old oak tree, who's is that moon that I can see? It's the Mrs crouching next to me.