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Oh
the old swimmin'-hole
whare the crick so still and deep Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep, And the gurgle of the worter round the drift jest below Sounded like the laugh of something we onc't ust to know Before we c...

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When the toddler disappeared (the septic tank’s
countersunk manhole cover not quite centered
and so become a revolving door), the May