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Then through a Watermelon patch This awful cart descended, And split the melons by the batch— The Farmer was offended And tried to stop its wild career, Which was a silly notion— It passed him promptly to the rear With quite a rapid motion! |
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A Picnic Party on the green Were seated at their lunch— The Go-cart dashed upon the scene And through the happy bunch! Sardines and pickles, ham and cake, Were jumbled in a mess, Then straightway rose these Picnickers And shouted for redress! |
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An Artist sketching on the slope A lively air was humming, And so absorbed was he, he failed To note the Go-cart coming A crash! The circumambient air Was filled with miscellany, And damaged quite beyond repair Was Cremnitz White Mulvaney! |
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A Damsel milked a brindled Cow Out in a pasture green, The Birdies sang from bush and bough— All Nature was serene When suddenly a thunderbolt Dispelled the sweet illusion— The Go-cart gave the twain a jolt, And all was wild confusion! |
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Upon a rustic bridge a Chap Cast out a bait inviting, And presently he took a nap And dreamed the fish were biting Then came the Go-cart like a gale And rudely him awakened— At first he thought he'd caught a whale, But found he was mistaken! |