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And
the
snake
went
first
and
Birdie
Brown
last
;
By
Boy
Blue
’
s
head
,
with
flutter
and
dart
,
Flew
Birdie
Brown
with
its
song
in
its
heart
.
He
came
where
the
apples
grew
red
and
sweet
:
“
Tree
,
drop
me
an
apple
down
at
my
feet
.
”
He
came
where
the
cherries
hung
plump
and
red
:
“
Come
to
my
mouth
,
sweet
kisses
,
”
he
said
.
And
the
boughs
bow
down
,
and
the
apples
they
dapple
The
grass
,
too
many
for
him
to
grapple
.
And
the
cheeriest
cherries
,
with
never
a
miss
,
