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The Tower of London

Among the sights of London Town
Which little visitors wish to view,
The Tower stands first, and its great renown
Has, you will notice, attracted Prue.

At a well-known spot, to Miss Prue's surprise,
Some fine old ravens are strutting about.
If upon the picture a glance you cast,
You will know the ravens next time, no doubt.

The red-coated guard who's watching here
Is called a Beefeater–fancy that!
And Prue discovers, as she draws near
A child by his side who is round and fat.

"Father and Mother, pray come here,"
In tones so pleasant, laughs lively Prue:
"You've shown me things that are odd and queer,
A Beefeater's baby I'll show you!"