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Newspaper clipping

Grab the paper, read it, puff it

Lo, old pig, old cow, old scruffy, bristly

Cries the kid who knows no nose not

Old river cry

Black, orange, speedily floor, spinning

Like a bridge, with grass, changing

Lighting the way of ever, turning

Over and out, children wooling over

Not ever not, if not

Sped past spottidly

Not grey

Only black aid not the boy

Over over then ran the mouse

Sun rises, over tunnel, creating

Not then

Stop splitting the teacup, spotters...

Mole?

By William Shakespeare