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THE MAD BUFFALO.

The Peony's crimson, the Poppy is scarlet—
To see such fine colours who wouldn't be glad;
And yet the huge Buffalo's such a queer varlet,
That when he espies them he's stark staring mad.
And bulls, I am told, have the same strange objection,
They kick up their heels when they look upon red;
They think, I suppose, there's some sort of connexion,
'Twixt fine flaming scarlet and blood that is shed.