A Mole.
SEE, chil-dren, the mis-guid-ed Mole. He lives down in a deep, dark hole; Sweet-ness, and Light, and good Fresh Air Are things for which he does not care. He has not e-ven that make-shift Of fee-ble minds - the so-cial gift. But say not that he has no soul, Lest hap-ly we misjudge the Mole; Nay, if we mea-sure him by Men, No doubt he sits in his dark den In-struct-ing oth-ers blind as he Ex-act-ly how the world should be.
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"SEE, chil-dren, the mis-guid-ed Mole...."
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