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...carpet was his lawn, Whereon he lov'd to bound, To skip and gambol like a fawn, And swing his rump around. His frisking was at evening hours, For then he lost his fear, But most before approaching show'rs, Or when a storm drew near. Eight years and five round-rolling moons He thus saw steal away,...

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...carpet was his lawn. Whereon he loved to bound. To skip and gambol like a fawn, And swing his rump around. His frisking was at evening hours, For then...showers, Or when a storm drew near. Eight years and five round-rolling moons He thus saw steal away, Dozing out all his idle noons, And every night at play....