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ABIJAH’S FOURTH OF JULY
Abijah Stone strolled off alone
While yet the morn was hazy;
The neighbors’ boys made such a noise
They almost drove him crazy.
“I love my country well,” said he,
“But think it is a sin, sir,
To spoil July’s sweet jubilee
By making such a din, sir!”
While yet the morn was hazy;
The neighbors’ boys made such a noise
They almost drove him crazy.
“I love my country well,” said he,
“But think it is a sin, sir,
To spoil July’s sweet jubilee
By making such a din, sir!”
So, in a nook beside a brook,
Serenely sound asleep, sir,
Abijah lay the livelong day,
Curled in a little heap, sir;
While in the town the brass bands brayed,
And cannon boomed like thunder,
Until a very small boy made
A most tremendous blunder.
Serenely sound asleep, sir,
Abijah lay the livelong day,
Curled in a little heap, sir;
While in the town the brass bands brayed,
And cannon boomed like thunder,
Until a very small boy made
A most tremendous blunder.
So, in a Nook Beside a Brook, Serenely Sound Asleep
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