The Rime of the Ancient Barrow-wight (abridged)
He holds him with his skinny hand,
`There was a post' quoth he.
`Hold off ! unhand me, penguin green!'
Eftsoons the thread locked he.
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I fear thee, ancient Barrow-wight!
I fear thy skinny hand!
And thou art long in thought and might,
That I may not withstand.
I fear thee and thy glittering eye,
And thy hellish skwerlz so green.'--
Fear not, fear not, thou Pile of Bones!
Worse posts than thine they've seen.
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