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Rh An’ tapp’d, drough little holes noo eyes could spy, A kag o’ poor aunt’s meäd a-stannèn by. An’ woone o’m drink’d so much, he coulden mind The word he wer to zay to meäke en small; He got a-dather’d zoo, that after all Out tothers went an’ left en back behind. An’ after he’d a-beät about his head, Ageän the keyhole till he wer half dead, He laid down all along upon the vloor Till gramfer, comen down, unlocked the door: An’ then he zeed en (’twer enough to frighten èn) Bolt out o’ door, an’ down the road lik’ lightenèn.