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Ten O'clock.

Ten O'clock.

Out of the Cupboard
The Kobold takes
Some bits of the Morning
Griddle-Cakes.
The Windows rattle,
The North Wind blows,
But the Ashes are warm
Between his Toes.
The little grey Mouse
Looks out of the Wall,
And wishes he had
The Crumbs that fall.

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