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A FAIR ELECTION.

Give a valuable clew

To the tale of Hero's longing

For Leander stout and true.

'T was late one autumn evening,

(Pa and ma had gone to bed,

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And the herds of tame rhinoceri

Were tethered in the shed)

When the hero of this story

Swam through stream and deep morass,

To prove his fond affection

For this prehistoric lass.

He asked her, as he landed,

If all were well at home,

And suggested as a pastime

Round the garden they might roam.

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