KING HAZELNUT
King Hazelnut, of Weisnichtwo,
A jolly King was he,
And all his subjects, high and low,
Were happy as could be.
They feasted every day on pie
And pudding and plum-cake,
And never broke the law—for why?—
There was no law to break.
Oh, jolly was King Hazelnut,
Especially at noon;
Then many a caper he would cut,
And hum a merry tune.
And from his golden throne he'd hop,
And fling his sceptre down,
And on the table, like a top,
Would spin his golden crown.
Then he would slap his sides and sing
Unto his serving-man,
"That rolly-poly pudding bring
As lively as you can."
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A HAPPY THANKSGIVING and a splendid time to all our boys and girls!