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The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 12, Issue 7 (October 1, 1937.)
Might Have Been An Arrow
Might Have Been An Arrow.
I sneezed a sneeze into the air;
It fell to ground I knew not where;
But hard and cold were the looks of those
In whose vicinity I snoze.
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(Courtesy of “Humorist.”)
“So you call this hiking—coming in at two in the morning on all fours!” “Yesh, dear. I'm dog tired.”