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I knew a little Dutch boy, his name was Johnny Rebec,
He used to deal in sausages, and sauerkraut, and spec,
He made the finest sausages that you have ever seen,
And one day he invented, a sausage-making machine.
Oh, Mister, mister, Johnny Rebec, how could you be so mean?
I told you you'd be sorry for inventing that machine.
Now all the neighbors cats and dogs will never more be seen
They'll all be ground to sausage-meat, in Johnny Rebec's
One day a little Dutch boy, came walking in the store,
He bought a pound of sausages, and laid them on the floor,
The boy began to whistle, he whistled out a tune,
And all the little sausages, went dancing around the room.
One day the machine was broken, the darn' thing wouldn't go,
So Johnny Rebec, he crawled inside, to see what made it so,
His wife was having a nightmare, and walking in her sleep,
She gave the CRANK, a heck of a YANK, and Johnny Rebec was meat!