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MESOPOTAMIA by ANONYMOUS

First Line: 'TIS SWEET TO ROAM WHEN MORNING'S LIGHT
Last Line: "TO-WHIT, TO-WHIT, TO-WHOO!"
Subject(s): NONSENSE;WANDERING & WANDERERS;;
'TIS sweet to roam when morning's light
Resounds across the deep;
And the crystal song of the woodbine bright
Hushes the rocks to sleep,
And the blood-red moon in the blaze of noon
Is bathed in a crumbling dew,
And the wolf rings out with a glittering shout,
To-whit, to-whit, to-whoo!



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