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In an oak there lived an owl,
HNR 193
a
In an oak there lived an owl,
Frisky, whisky, wheedle!
She thought herself a clever fowl,
Fiddle, faddle, feedle!
b
Her face alone her wisdom shew,
Frisky, whisky, wheedle!
For all she said was, Whit to whoo!
Fiddle, faddle, feedle!
c
Her silly note a gunner heard,
Frisky, whisky, wheedle!
Say she, I'll shoot you, stupid bird!
Fiddle, faddle, feedle!
d
Now if he had not heard her hoot,
Frisky, whisky, wheedle!
He had not found her out to shoot,
Fiddle, faddle, feedle!
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