XVII. I Never Saw a Moor
At least, not a real one…
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XVIII. Read, Sweet, How Others Strove
…till we were stouter…
XIII. That Short, Potential Stir
…that each can make but once…
XI. How Many Times These Low Feet Staggered
I don’t have time to count. Throw the switch!
VIII. Before You, Bear, Thought of Spring
…along came Mr. Wiggly…
IX. Have You Got A Brook In Your Little Heart?
…then you should really have it checked out.
VII. I Hide Myself Within My Flower
…that being littler than the rest…
VII. Within My Reach!
I could have touched!
VI. The Robin Is the One
But not the only one.
VII. Stultification Is the Going
Of freshwater bass to sea…
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