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PHANTASMAGORIA.
41
"The day he was elected Mayor
I know that every Sprite meant
To vote for me, but did not dare—
He was so frantic with despair
And furious with excitement.
"When it was over, for a whim,
He ran to tell the king;
And, being the reverse of slim,
A two-mile trot was not for him
A very easy thing.
"So, to reward him for his run,
(As it was baking hot,
And he was over twenty stone,)
The king proceeded, half in fun,
To knight him on the spot."
