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The Mocking-Bird
by Ednah Proctor (Clarke) Hayes English
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List to that bird! His song—what poet pens it?
Brigand of birds, he ’s stolen every note!
Prince though of thieves—hark! how the rascal spends it!
Pours the whole forest from one tiny throat!
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