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Little dwarfs and funny gnomes c 



Using hollow stumps for homes, 



And cross-eyed sprites and elves with wings, 

 And Oh, the weirdest lot of things. 



And I say, master, you're all right. 

 The fairies saw that you were quite 



As harmless, kindly and compliant 



As they well could hope a giant. 

 So we've had a glorious day. 

 Made some friends, and now, I say 



How about our turning back 



Just as fast as we can track! 



Pup's all hollow, master dear, 

 Knees all wobbly, feelin* queer; 



Awful hungry. How 'bout you? 



Does a man get hungry too? i 

 Come on master, let's turn about 

 Puppy's dry. Tongue's hangin' out. 



Hurry up master. Pup's most dead 



You'll come faster if I run ahead. 



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/ Well, well, coiild you resist that rascal! Not I. With 

 him and through him, I have learned a lot this bright day 

 and I can never again feel myself smugly complacent in 



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