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THE WOODEN HORSE.
Old Troy was a town of high renown,As we [read] in ancient story.
Would you hear how it was quite turned to Greece,
Attend and I'll lay 't before ye.
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At that time of day
Were folks of their own opinion.
Now, these Greeks they did boast
That Troy town they would roast,
As a man would roast an onion.
Many tricks had been tried
By the Greeks, on which side
To obtain the command of the town;—
But to make a short tale,
They came off with a fall,
And their [---] all fell down.
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