This rhyming story is: UNTRUE
The mission was to find a breast pump
So we traveled to the West Dump
And found what we thought was the best hump
of trash that would contain a breast pump
After digging through a nest clump
We saw a chubby rodent pest jump
So I said, somewhat in jest, "plump
mice sometimes live in a breast pump"
Sure enough, on a distressed pump-
kin was a discarded breast pump
There were no high fives, just a chest bump
That was the time we found a breast pump
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