On top of spaghetti, all covered with cheese
I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed.
It rolled off the table, and onto the floor
And then my poor meatball rolled out the front door.
It rolled down the sidewalk, and under a bush
By then my poor meatball was nothing but mush
If you eat spaghetti, hear my words please
And guard all your meatballs when somebody sneeze.

Couldn't tell you why this thread made me think of a childhood "driving down the road" song.

Joe

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