e them gayly walk away! Each one slips to me a quarter.Puts the trifle in my hand; Then 1 quit and drink some water.After which I leave my stand. Then they see me hopping gaylyUp the mountains forest green. I rcjxat the journey daily,When I have some gasoline. But in verdant forest places I remain…
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