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XI. CHARADE.
Higgledy, piggledy, here we lie,Pulled and picked, and put in a pie.
Divide us in half, and I'm sure you will wonder,
To see what a figure we make when asunder.
My first is snappish, and snarling, and howling;
My second is busy, and active, and prowling.
But higgledy, piggledy, here we lie,
Pulled and picked, and put in a pie.—
Currants. [Cur-Ants.]
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