 | When life is young |  |
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JACK'S WISH
If a pretty fairy should come to me,And ask: “What thing would you like to be?”
I 'd say: “On the whole,
I will be a mole.”
Oh, that would be just the thing for me!
I 'd go straight down, and not care a fig
What squirming things in the ground I 'd meet;
For if I were a mole, I 'd dig and dig
Till my nose should tickle the Chinamen's feet!
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