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Rh But Maggie didn't mind, not she,
 * She would have faced, alone,

That fierce wild boar, because, you see,
 * The thing was made of stone.

On Magdalen walls they saw a face
 * That filled her with delight,

A giant face, that made grimace
 * And grinned with all its might.

A little friend, industrious.
 * Pulled upwards all the while

The corner of its mouth, and thus;
 * He helped that face to smile!

"How nice," thought Maggie, "it would be
 * If I could have a friend

To do that very thing for me And make my mouth turn up with glee,.
 * By pulling at one end."

In Magdalen Park the deer are wild
 * With joy, that Maggie brings

Some bread a friend had given the child,,
 * To feed the pretty things.

They flock round Maggie without fear:
 * They breakfast and they lunch.

They dine, they sup, those happy deer —
 * Still, as they munch and munch,

Shouting the Battle-cry of Freedom L


 * "Yes, Deer are we,

And dear is she! We love this child So sweet and mild: