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THE
SPADGER
BY JOHN MASEFIELD, JUNIOR
(No relation to the immortal poet o( that name)
DEDiCATED
GRATEFULLY TO MR.
AUSTIN HA'R'RXSON
There was a
spadger
Went up a
spout;
There came a
thunderstorm,
And washed the
out.
The
little spadger
Sat on the
grass,
And told the
thunderstorm
Το
its
.
And when the
storm was done,
And all the
rain,
The
little spadger
Went
up again,
There came a
spadger hawk
And spied the
snuggery,
And with his
claws he tore
That
to
There came a
thunderbolt
From the
hand of God
;
It hit that
spadger hawk
And killed the
There is a
moral
Το this
moral story—
If you goes up the
spout
You goes to
glory.