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A Fox jumped up on a moonlight night, The stars were shining, and all things bright; “Oh, ho!” said the Fox, “it’s a very fine night For me to go through the town, heigho!” The Fox when he came to yonder stile, He lifted his ears, and he listened awhile: “Qh, ho!” said the Fox, “it’s but a short mile From this unto yonder town, heigho!” The Fox when he came to the farmer’s gate, Whom should he see but the farmer’s Drake: “T love you well for your master’s sake, | 7? And long to be picking your bones, heigho 186
