My Tummy on Onomatopoeia

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My tummy's grumbling grew and grew

As I was fumbling with my stew

The bubbling spat and that was that

Then I bumbling poured it in my hat

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Mumbling, I took my bowl and down I sat.
And I mumbling, thought my bowl was my hat
And I mumbling as upon my bowl I sat
Then I bumbling poured it in my hat