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The Land of
Nursery Rhymes
The Dream
I dreamt last night.
The moon-man bright
Had filled these pockets of mine
With nine, nine, nine.
Large silver pennies white.
And when I woke,
They went like smoke,
These silver treasures of mine,
These nine, nine, nine;
But the moon-man never spoke.
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