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Edward Lear

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On a little heap of Barley
Died my aged uncle Arly,
And they buried him one night;—
Close beside the leafy thicket;—
There, his hat and Railway-Ticket;—
There, his ever-faithful Cricket;—
(But his shoes were far too tight.)
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Incidents in the Life of my Uncle Arly, st. 7 (1895).

 
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