The Rocket Book by Peter Newell
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page 3 of 16 (18%)
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FIRST FLAT The Steiners on the floor above Of breakfast were partaking; Crash! came the rocket, unannounced, And set them all a-quaking! It smote a catsup bottle, fair, And bang! the thing exploded! And now these people all declare That catsup flask was loaded. [Illustration: FIRST FLAT] SECOND FLAT Before the fire old Grandpa Hopp Dozed in his arm-chair big, When from a trunk the rocket burst And carried off his wig! |
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