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THE RAINBOW
Three fairies climbed a rainbow hill;
And two were Jacks, and one a Jill.
And two were Jacks, and one a Jill.
Each clambered up a coloured lane,
In pleasure dreaming not of pain.
In pleasure dreaming not of pain.
At last the heavenly beamy belt
Began in lessening love to melt;
Began in lessening love to melt;
Whereat the fairies through the arch
Fell headlong in a wood of larch.
Fell headlong in a wood of larch.
Each, being hurt in leg and arm,
Was carried to a fairies' farm,
Was carried to a fairies' farm,
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Where comrades gave them creamy milk,
And dressed their wounds in softest silk.
And dressed their wounds in softest silk.
A doctor came, who smiled and said,
A rainbow was less safe than bed.
A rainbow was less safe than bed.
So this the moral you must scan—
Not where you wish, but where you can.
Not where you wish, but where you can.
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