Three jolly gentlemen,
In coats of red,
Rode their horses Up to bed.
Three jolly gentlemen Snored till morn,
Their horses champing The golden corn.
Three jolly gentlemen At break of day,
Came clitter-clatter down the stairs And galloped away.
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Walter de la Mare
Walter John de la Mare (25 April 1873 – 22 June 1956) was an English poet, short story writer, and novelist. He is probably best remembered for …
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