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The Dirty Boy
Like every kind of naughty boy,
Annoying others was his joy;
He pulled old Billy’s beard one day,
When Billy turned, he ran away.
When Billy butted him behind.
That coward, Peter, howled and whined,
He teased poor patient Neddy, too
Till Neddy though "I’ll punish you!"
Up went his heels--a dreadful yell--
And up young Peter went as well!
He went to steal the blackbird’s eggs,
Slipped down in fright, and scratched his legs.
In fact, he found out every day,
That teasing others did not pay!
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