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                   | LINES AND SQUARES |
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                   a poem by A. A. Milne

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 #                                                        #
 # Whenever I walk in a London street,                    #
 # I'm ever so careful to watch my feet;                  #
 #    And I keep in the squares,                          #
 #    And the masses of bears.                            #
 # Who wait at the comers all ready to eat                #
 # The sillies who tread on the lines of the street.      #
 #   Go back to their lairs.                              #
 #   And I say to them, "Bears,                           #
 #   Just look how I'm walking in all of the squares!"    #
 #                                                        #
 # And the little bears growl to each other, "He's mine,  #
 # As soon as he's silly and steps on a line."            #
 # And some of the bigger bears try to pretend            #
 # That they came round tile corner to look for a friend; #
 # And they try to pretend that nobody cares              #
 # Whether you walk on the lines or squares.              #
 # But only the sillies believe their talk;               #
 # It's ever so portent how you walk.                     #
 # And it's ever so jolly to call out, "Bears,            #
 # Just watch me walking in all the squares!"             #
 #                                                        #
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