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What do you think Red Robin / Found by a mow of hay? / Why, a flask brimful of liquor, / That the mowers brought that day / To slake their thirst in the hayfield. / And Robin he shook his head: / "Now I wonder what they call it, / And how it tastes? " he said.
"I have seen the mowers drink it -- / Why isn't it good for me? / So I'll just draw out the stopper / And get at the stuff, and see! " / But alas! for the curious Robin, / One draught, and he burned his throat / From his bill to his poor crop's lining, / And he could not utter a note.