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There once was a farmer who lived on a rock, he sat in the meadow shaking his
fist at some boys who were down by the creek, their feet in the water, there hands on their
marbles and playthings and at half past four, there came a young lady she looked like
a pretty young creature she sat in the grass, she lifted her dress and showed them her
ruffles and laces and white fluffy duck, she said she was learning a new way to
bring up her children so they would not spit while the boys in the barnyard were shoveling
refuse and litter from yesterday's hunt, whike the girl in the meadow was rubbing her
eyes at the fellow down by the dock, he looked like a man with a sizable
home in the country with a big fence out front, and if he asked nicely she'd show him her
little pet dog who was subject to fits, and then hed grab hold of her small tender
hands with a movement so quick, and then she'd bend over and suck on his
candy so tasty made of butterscotch, and then he'd spread whipped cream all over her
cookies that she had left out on the shelf, if you think this is dirty you can go fuck yourself.