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In the hushed hours of night when the air quite still	A
I hear the strange cry of the lone whippoorwill	A
Who Chants without ceasing that wonderful trill	A
Of which the sole burden is still Whip poor Will	A
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And why should I whip him Strange visitant	B
Has he been playing truant this long summer day	B
I listened a moment more clear and more shrill	A
Rang the voice of the bird as he cried Whip poor Will	A
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But what has poor Will done I ask you once more	C
I'll whip him don't fear if you'll tell me what for	C
I paused for an answer o'er valley and hill	A
Rang the voice of the bird as he cried Whip poor Will	A
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Has he come to your dwelling by night or by day	B
And snatched the young birds from their warm nest away	B
I paused for an answer o'er valley and hill	A
Rang the voice of the bird as he cried Whip poor Will	A
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Well well I can hear you don't have any fears	D
I can hear what is constantly dinned in my ears	D
The obstinate bird with his wonderful trill	A
Still made but one answer and that Whip poor Will	A
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But what HAS poor Will done I prithee explain	E
I'm out of all patience don't mock me again	F
The obstinate bird with his wonderful trill	A
Still made the same answer and that Whip poor Will	A
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Well have your own way then but if you won't tell	A
I'll shut down the window and bid you farewell	A
But of one thing be sure I won't whip him until	A
You give me some reason for whipping poor Will	A
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I listened a moment as if for reply	A
But nothing was heard but the bird's mocking cry	A
I caught the faint echo from valley and hill	A
It breathed the same burden that strange Whip poor Will	A

Horatio Alger, Jr.

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