DOWN CROOKED LANE
I’ve read about a fairy kind, _ln some romantic tale, Where dwarfs, if good, are sure to thrive. And wicked giants fail. My wish is great, my shoes arc strong, But how shall I get there? “Straight down the crooked lane, And all round the square..” I’ve heard about a pleasant land. Where omelettes grow on trees; And roasted pigs run, crying out: “Come, eat me, if you j-lease!” My appetite is rather keen. But how shall I get there? “Straight down the crooked lane, And all round the square.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 146, 10 September 1927, Page 29 (Supplement)
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93DOWN CROOKED LANE Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 146, 10 September 1927, Page 29 (Supplement)
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