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We wander up and down the shore

Or tumble over head and heels,

But never, never more,

Can see the far Gromboolian plains

Or weep as we could once have wept

O’er many a vanished scene:

This is the way our father moans —

He is so very green.

Our father still preserves his voice,

And when he sees a star

He often sings to the strings of that

Original guitar.

The pot in which our parents took

The honey in their boat,

But all the money has been spent,

Beside the 5-pound note.

The owls who come and bring us nows

Are often sent away

Because we take no interest

In poltix of the day.

The Duck and the Kangaroo

I

Said the Duck to the Kangaroo,

“Good gracious! how you hop!

Over the fields and the water too,

As if you never would stop!

My life is a bore in this nasty pond,

And I long to go out in the world beyond!

I wish I could hop like you!”

Said the Duck to the Kangaroo.

II

“Please give me a ride on your back!”

Said the Duck to the Kangaroo.

“I would sit quite still, and say nothing but

“Quack”,

Te whole of the long day through!

And we’d go to the Dee, and the Jelly Bo Lee,

Over the land, and over the sea; —

Please take me a ride! O do!”

Said the Duck to the Kangaroo.

III

Said the Kangaroo to the Duck,

“This requires some little reflection;

Perhaps on the whole it might bring me luck,

And there seems but one objection,

Which is, if you’ll let me speak so bold,

Your feet are unpleasantly wet and cold,

And would probably give me the roo-

Matiz!” said the Kangaroo.

IV

Said the Duck, “As I sate on the rocks,

I have thought over that completely,

And I bought four pairs of worsted socks

Which fit my web-fit neatly.

And to keep out the cold I’ve bought a cloak,

And every day a cigar I’l smoke,

All to follow my own dear true

Love of Kangaroo!”

V

Said the Kangaroo, “I’m ready!

All in the moonlight pale;

But to balance me well, dear Duck, sit steady!

And quite at the end of my tail!”

So away they went with a hop and a bound,

And they hopped the whole world three

times round

And who so happy, – O who,

As the Duck and the Kangaroo?

The Daddy Long-legs and the Fly

I

Once Mr.