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In The Middle Of The Woods Lived The Yonghy-bonghy-bo. Two Old Chairs And Half A Candle, One Old Jug Without A Handle- These Were All The Worldly Goods.

It Takes A Long Time To Make A Painter - Even With A Good Artist's Education - But Without One It Tries The Patience Of Job; It Is A Great Thing If One Does Not Go Backward.

And If You Voz To See My Roziz As Is A Boon To All Men's Noziz, - You'd Fall Upon Your Back And Scream - '" Lawk! O Criky! It's A Dream!"

They Danced By The Light Of The Moon.

There Was An Old Man Of Columbia, Who Was Thirsty, And Called Out For Some Beer; But They Brought It Quite Hot, In A Small Copper Pot, Which Disgusted That Man Of Columbia.