ONCE A GIANT CAME A-WANDERING Once a giant came a-wandering Late at night when the world was still Seeking for a stool to sit on He climbed a little green hill. When he reached the highest part of it Sat him down on its very peak Little Hill cried out at once In a faint and far away squeak: Giant, giant, I am under you Move or this is the last of me But the giant answered Thank you! I like it here, don't you see. you had all the right words!!
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