What makes these little Grigs so sad? 

   They're standing most dejected. 

 Have they been up to something bad 

   And in it got detected? 

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[22]

 LANKY DOODLE 

 Lanky Doodle came to town 

   Without his little pony, 

 Stuck a feather in his hat 

   With bits of macaroni. 

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[23]

 THE DANCE 

 Jingle your bells and your tambourine 

 For just such a dance as you never have seen; 

 Such swishing of skirts, and glancing of feet, 

 Such bowing and parting, then running to meet; 

 So jingle your bells and your tambourine, 

 And keep them a-dancing from morning till e'en. 

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