The Swarm. 



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John Dull came panting up behind 

 And could no other stopper find; 



"He stamped and swore and scratched his head, 

 A pretty dance I have been led," 

 "Confound the bees; I've got a warming" 

 Some way I'll find to stop their swarming; 

 A hive I'll build as big as two, 

 Sold by Mancubrian P.tt.gr.w. 



