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THE PIG-TALE.
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I plant myself upon the top!
Now bend your knees and take a hop,
For that's the way to jump!"
Uprose that Pig, and rushed, full whack,
Against the ruined Pump:
Rolled over like an empty sack,
And settled down upon his back,
While all his bones at once went 'Crack!'
It was a fatal jump.
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