This is the house that Jerry built.

This is the malt
that lay in the house that Jerry built.

And these are the termites
that got into the walls of the house that Jerry built.

    Jerry was very proud of the house that he built.  He decided that everyone in the world should have a house just like it, and that he was just the one to teach them how to build one.  In return, they could give him all their malt.  "Everyone should live in a Jerry-built house!" proclaimed Jerry.
    Mary, the wife of Jerry, said, "Before you go gallivanting off reconstructing the world, don't you think we ought to have a termite inspection?"
    While Jerry was off on his architectural mission, he met Mohammad the Mouse.  Mohammad the Mouse was building his own house.
    "Stop that!" said Jerry.  "That's no way to build a house!"
    "Oh?" replied Mohammad the Mouse.  "What's wrong with it?"
    "It leans too far to the left," said Jerry.  "Give me all your malt, and I'll show how to build a real house!"
    "No deal," said Mohammad the Mouse.  "We mice need all our malt for ourselves."
    Well, that really steamed Jerry, so he bought Reza the Cat to chase Mohammad the Mouse and get all those mice with the building program.  And send some malt his way while he was at it.  That was a smashing success.
    "I'm not only a first-rate architect, but a genius manipulator as well," said Jerry.  But just as he was congratulating himself, along came Ruhollah the Dog, who gave Reza a swift kick in the behind and bit Jerry on the hand.  Actually, this was not very difficult, as Jerry had just dislocated his shoulder from patting himself on the back.  And Ruhollah the Dog built a very different house from Jerry's.
    This really frosted Jerry's posterior.  Now, he was steamed and frosted at the same time.  So, Jerry bought Saddam the Bull with the crumpled horn to toss Ruhollah the Dog.
    "Saddam the Bull with the crumpled horn is a true friend," said Jerry.
    This turned out not to be so satisfactory.  The two fought for a long time, but Saddam the Bull with the crumpled horn was not able to toss Ruhollah the dog.
    Then Saddam the Bull with the crumpled horn started grabbing malt from Jerry's pets.  That was when Jerry noticed that Saddam the Bull with the crumpled horn had a house that looked suspiciously like Ruhollah the Dog's.  Jerry, getting more and more steamed and frosted, built a big fence around Saddam the Bull with the crumpled horn and wouldn't let anything go in or come out.
    Just about that time, Mary, the wife of Jerry, said, "I'm finding little piles of sawdust  We'd better call the exterminators."
    But Jerry didn't have time for exterminators in the house that he built.  He had Ivan the Bear to worry about.  Ivan the Bear's architecture was totally different from Jerry's.  Jerry knew that house couldn't possibly be allowed to stand.  So, he hired Osama the Rat to chew away the foundations of Ivan the Bear's house.
    "Osama the Rat is a true friend!" said Jerry.
     This arrangement worked out splendidly until Jerry caught Osama the Rat chewing his way into Jerry's house. And eating all the malt!
    "Dang!" pouted Jerry.  "Why don't these guys stay bought?"
    Jerry went after Osama the Rat with a shovel, but Osama the Rat ran away and hid.
    "Oh, Jerry!" called Mary.  "I may once have been a maiden all forlorn, but I'm telling you, the termites are about to finish off the darn roof!"
    But Jerry didn't have time for termites.  He bought Abdul Rashid the Rat to chase down Osama the Rat.
    "Set a rat to catch a rat!" said Jerry confidently.
    "Have you noticed that Abdul Rashid the Rat's house looks exactly like the house Osama the Rat is hiding in?" asked Mary.
    "Oh, no!" said Jerry.  "Abdul Rashid the Rat is a true friend!"