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THE BLUE TAIL'D FLY.
A hungry fish once chanced to spy
Pal de ral, &c. A little wicked bhie-tail'd fly,
Fai de ral, &c. This fly unto the fisli did say, As in the flood he saw him play, If you can bite my tail you may,
Fal de ral, &c.
This hungry fish then made a spring,
Fal de ral, &c. But he could not catch this blue-tail'd thing,
Fal de ral, &c. So, like the Fox, he lost a treat, For the fish the fly could not eat, So says he your nasty skin's not sweet,
Fal de ral, &c.
Now a little man by chance came by,
Fal de ral, &c And he caught with his hand this blue-tail'd fly,
Fal de ral, &c. Then on a hook this fly he hung, And in this river this blue thing flung, Where death soon stopt his wicked tongue,
Fal de ral, &c. |
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