Daddy Fell into the Pond
Everyone grumbled
The sky was grey
We had nothing to do and nothing to say
We were nearing the end of a dismal day,
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Everyone grumbled
The sky was grey
We had nothing to do and nothing to say
We were nearing the end of a dismal day,
HE post-boy drove with fierce career,
For threatening clouds the moon had drowned;
When, as we hurried on, my
Was smitten with a startling sound
Ye have robb’d,’ said he, ‘ye have slaughter’d and made an end, Take your ill-got plunder, and bury the dead:
What will ye more of your guest and sometime friend
’ ‘Blood for our blood,’ they said
He laugh’d: ‘If one may settle the ...