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THE TALE OF A PONY.

BEING AN ATTEMPT AT GRINDING DURING THE SEMI-ANNUALS.

I BOUGHT a horse the other day,

The gay De Sever sold it;

And sold me too, for he called it Gray,

But read I now behold it.

It proved to me a useful horse, -

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More Bohn than flesh about it, -

For it pulled me through a very hard course;

I had been left without it.

The trouble was because my head,

Though flat, is never level;

Each day I was dazed by what I read,

And every eve brought evil.

The thought of being plucked, you know,

Had made all my pluck fast fly;

And I'd burned the midnight gas so low

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