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"Next to the upland wheat, and then the oats." 
llvw the Poppies shook in their scarlet coats ! 
Aj% shook with laughter, not fear, for they 
Never dreamed they too should be swept away, 
And their laughter was spite, to think that all 
Their " useful" neighbours were doomed to fall. 
They swelled and bustled with such an air, 
The corn-fields quite in commotion were, 
And the farmer cried, glancing across the grain, 
" llow those rascally weeds have come up again !" 
"Ila! ha!" laughed the R.ed-caps, "ha! ha! what a fuss 
JMust the poor weeds be in ! how they're envying us!" 
But their mirth was cut short by the sturdy strokes 
They speedily met from the harvest-folks. 
And when low on the earth each stem was laid. 
And the round moon looked on the havoc made, 
A Blue-bottle propped herself half erect, 
And made a short-speech — to this effect. 
"]My dying kins-flowers, and fainting friends. 
The same dire fate alike attends 
Those who in scarlet or blue are dressed ; 
Then how silly the pride that so late possessed 
"Our friends the Red-caps ! how low they lie, 
Who were lately so pert, and vain, and high! 
They sneered at us and our plain array ; 
Are we now a whit more humbled than they? 
