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,flunk, ,fhmli, ,flunk. free! And r would that the horse would cauter, And not run away with me. He never has felt the fear Of a flunk when the pony runs 'way! And the mighty horse goes on Tn his gallop over" The Hill r But 0, for a hint from the silent "prof.. " 01' the sound of a voice that is still ! Flunk, flunk, flunk, Then the pony flings me free I But the tender heart of the "prof.;" as he sees, Will never give tell tome -1-153 -i-
