Nursery Rhyme. LXXVIII. Tales.

    Our saucy boy Dick,
    Had a nice little stick
        Cut from a hawthorn tree;
    And with this pretty stick,
    He thought he could beat
        A boy much bigger than he.

    But the boy turned round,
    And hit him a rebound,
        Which did so frighten poor Dick,
    That, without more delay,
    He ran quite away,
        And over a hedge he jumped quick.

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