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                     [ I ]

                     THE

         SQUIRREL.

                         A

               POEM.

DEAR WILLIAM, didſT thou neyer pop
Thy Head into a Tinman's Shop ?
There, WILLIAM, didſt thou never ſee
('Tis but by way of Smiles)
A SQUIRREL ſpend her little Rage,
In jumping round a rouling Cage ?
The Cage, as either ſide turns up,
Striking a ring of Bells a top,
                                    A                  Moves

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