Pepper & Salt - or, Seasoning for Young Folk by Howard Pyle
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TWO OPINIONS (Ye first opinion) A noisy chattering Magpie once A talking gabbling hairbrained dunce Came by where a sign-post stood. He nodded his head with a modish air And said "good day" for he wasn't aware That the sign-post pointing its finger there Was only a block of wood. Quoth he, "An exceedingly sultry day. T'is more like June than the first of May." The post said never a word. "I've just dropped over from Lincolnshire. My home is in the Cathedral Spire-- The air is cooler and purer the higher You get--as you've doubtless heard." So on he chattered with never a stop, And on and on till you'd think he would drop. (The post was dumb as your hat.) But so as the pie could say his say He didn't care whether it spoke all day; For thus he observed as he walked away-- "An intelligent creature that." (Ye second opinion) |
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