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Triangular Tommy, one morning in May, / Went out for a walk on the public highway. / Just here I will say, / 'Twas a bright sunny day, / And the sky it was blue, and the grass it was green, / The same sky and grass that you've all of you seen; / And the birds in the trees sang their usual song, / And Triangular Tommy went trudging along.
But I can tell you / He cared naught for the view. / He did just what small boys of his age always do: / He shouted out "Scat! " / At a wandering cat, / And he picked a big daisy to stick in his hat; / The clovers he topped, / And the toadstools he cropped, / And sometimes he scuffled and sometimes he hopped.