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For often I walked by the curve of the river
On the plains where the morning dew crystals the heather
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Making for me on the rim of the bay
A fiery brute in wild array
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Sparking spectacular alight with flame
Shimmering beauty with its doors ornate
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Fixed in her stare with fire in her eye
With temper and pain she began to cry
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On the farmyard o'er I scattered seed
And a cabbage beneath my head I'd leave
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At once leaping up nimbly and fiercely
A cagey old stager bitter and wistful
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Flat on the road and nothing to shield her
With a mob from the bog and doorus around her
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A pulp of a pup that you ever did see
Healthy and hardy in every degree
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Set free together, as nature ordained
From loving and coupling, lets not be restrained
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Put into action and fill us with glee
The punishment set by the Queen of Craglee
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Then I awoke from my dream and rubbed clear my eye
And in one bounden leap, of my fear I was free
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