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THE HOY ON THE PONY. 



* THE BOY ON THE PONY. 



The boy on the pony, who sits so serenely ? 



Ah ! well you may ask. You are strange to the shire? 

 Anon when we find he will show you how keenly 



He rides o'er the vale, this young son of the squire. 



He lives at the Hall with his father and mother ; 



His nurse cannot make him look tidy, they say ; 

 His hat is forlorn, he won't wear any other, 



His breeks have been ragged for many a day. 



