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There is a farmer that is Y's
Enough to take his E's;
And study nature with his I's,
And think of what he C's.
He hears the chatter of the J's
As they each other T's;
And sees that when the tree DK's,
It makes a home for B's.
A pair of oxen he will U's
With many "haws and G's;"
And their mistakes he will XQ's
While plowing for his P's.
In raising crops, he well XL's,
And therefore little O's
And when he hoes his soil by spells,
He also soils his hose.
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