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WANDERING WILLIE.
WILLIE went out one morning
The rising sun to see ;
He heard a rivulet laughing,
" I follow you home," said he.
The river had run for a thousand years,
Willie had lived for three.
Down by the singing river
The rushes made their bed ;
" I am the king of the castle,"
Said Will, with haughty head ;
He shouldered a reed for a musket,
And went with martial tread.
Old Mother Sheep was feeding :
" What brings that boy this way?"
Slowly she followed Willie,
And Willie edged away ;
One of the two was in earnest,
Neither enjoyed the play.
