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Kunama 1957


The Scarecrow


A scarecrow stood in a field one day,
Stuffed with straw,
Stuffed with hay;
He watched the folk on the King's Highway;
But never a word said he.

A little grey mouse had made it's nest,
Oh, so wee!
Oh, so grey!
In the sleeve of a coat that was poor Tom's best
But the scarecrow naught said he.

Ragged old man, I love him well,
Stuffed with straw,
Stuffed with hay,
Many's the tale that he could tell,
But never a word says he.

HELMUNT FALK, 2B


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