The game was "forty all," but then
It didn't end that day--
The Go-cart dashed into the net
And carried it away!

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On came the Go-cart down the grade
(The town was now behind it)
And ran into an orchard's shade
Where Providence resigned it!

But then it only grazed a tree
And set it all a-shiver;
The ripened fruit fell merrily
And likewise Sammy Sliver!

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Then through a Watermelon patch
This awful cart descended,
And split the melons by the batch--
The Farmer was offended

And tried to stop its wild career,
Which was a silly notion--
It passed him promptly to the rear
With quite a rapid motion!

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