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THE PIG-TALE.
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Little Birds are choking
Baronets with bun,
Taught to fire a gun:
Taught, I say, to splinter
Salmon in the winter——
Merely for the fun.

Little Birds are hiding
Crimes in carpet-bags,
Blessed by happy stags:
Blessed, I say, though beaten——
Since our friends are eaten
When the memory flags.

Little Birds are tasting
Gratitude and gold.
Pale with sudden cold:
Pale, I say, and wrinkled——
When the bells have tinkled,
And the Tale is told.