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In the woods not long ago	A
Met with Robin Goodfell w	B
First we heard his horse like laugh	C
In an ivy bush near by	D
Then we saw him like a calf	C
Or a frisky colt just fly	D
Kicking high his frantic heels	E
Squealing as a scared pig squeals	E
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Snorting baaing neighing too	B
Through the woods he fairly flew	B
Father followed him but he	F
Could n't catch him long of limb	G
As a grasshopper you see	F
There's no man could capture him	G
Then besides his color's green	H
So he's rarely ever seen	H
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Often when you're in the woods	I
Just a walking with your moods	J
And not thinking listening how	K
Still it is right near your head	L
Breaks the bellow of a cow	K
And you dropp scared nearly dead	L
That's old Robin you can't see	F
'Cause he's colored like a tree	F
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And I've heard he calls and calls	M
In the woods for help or falls	M
Like an urchin from a tree	F
You jump up and shout and run	N
But there's nothing there to see	F
Just a snickering as of fun	N
in the thicket or somewhere	O
And you're madder than a hare	O
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Sometimes in dark woods a light	P
Flashes in your eyes as bright	P
As a firefly after rain	Q
And your eyes are dazzled so	A
That you shut them look again	R
Nothing's there That's Goodfell w	-
With his jack o' lantern see	F
Hiding in some hollow tree	F
	-
These are pranks he plays on men	R
When he feels all right but when	R
He is out of humor well	S
Better keep away he'll harm	T
Leads you with a heifer's bell	S
Or horn lantern to some farm	T
You suppose but 't is n't no	A
Some old bog in which you go	A
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Sometimes he's called Puck they say	U
And it was the other day	U
Father read me from a book	V
That some people call him Lob	W
One who haunts the ingle nook	V
Or sits humped upon the hob	W
Whistling up the chimney flue	-
Till the kettle whistles too	-
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He's the Lubber Fiend that sweeps	X
Ashes in your face and creeps	X
Under cracks when north winds howl	Y
Hides behind the closet door	Z
And peeps at you like an owl	Y
Bumps you shrieking on the floor	Z
And at night he rides a mare	O
Round your bed and everywhere	O
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And he teases dogs that doze	A2
By the fire and I suppose	A2
They must seehim in their dreams	B2
When they snarl and glare o'erhead	-
And it's he or so it seems	B2
Tumbles children out of bed	-
Wakes the house and makes a fuss	C2
For he's awful mischievous	C2
	-
That's what I heard father say	U
And I know it's true Some day	U
I'm a going to be a boy	D2
Just like Robin romp and shout	-
And kick up my heels for joy	D2
And scare people round about	-
Just play tricks on every one	N
	-
Don't you think it would be fun	N
Take an old cow horn that's harsh	E2
As a frog that haunts the marsh	E2
And when folks are in their beds	F2
Blow it at the windowsill	Y
Till they cover up their heads	F2
And when all again is still	Y
Hear them wonder what it was	G2
That was making all that fuss	C2
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Or I'll make a pumpkin face	H2
Light and hide it in some place	H2
Where are bushes and when men	R
Come along I'll grunt and groan	I2
Like an old pig in its pen	R
When they run I'll throw a stone	I2
Or just vanish and they'll say	U
' What was that I wonder eh '	-
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It would be a lot of fun	N
Would n't it to make folks run	N
Jumping at them from the dark	J2
Like a big black dog oh my	D
It would be the greatest lark	J2
Wonder why it is that I	D
Can't grow up at once like you	-
And do things I'd like to do	-

Madison Julius Cawein

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