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FABLES FOR THE FRIVOLOUS
His passion he could not restrain, But shouted out, “You’re thievish!”The fox replied, with fine disdain, “Come, country, don’t be peevish.” (Now “country” is an epithet One can’t forgive, nor yet forget.)
The farmer rudely answered back With compliments unvarnished,And downward hurled the bric-à—brac With which the wall was garnished, In view of which demeanor strange, The fox retreated out of range.
“I will not try the grapes to-day,” He said. “My appetite isFastidious, and, anyway, I fear appendicitis.” (The fox was one of the élite Who call it site instead of seet.)
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