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POEMS BY CLARA A. MERRILL
HUMOROUS
"Oh!" said the chick To the white hen, "Run, quick!"(They stood in the garden patch;) "Here's a woman coming Who will send us ahumming—She's determined she'll not let us scratch!"
"Now if 'twere a man That yonder I scan" And her eyes she opened wide,— "And a rock he should throw We'd know where 'twould go And could easily dodge it one side,—
But this is a Woman— A terror uncommon. What to do I'm sure I can't see; If a missile she throws It will veer, and, who knows? May by accident hit you or me!"
