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Here is another bit of rhyme from a little girl whose home is in
Berryville, but who forgot to tell her State. Her verse is so droll that
we will excuse her for that, however:
Johnny Gray went astray;
It was on a summer's day;
He went so far, he met a car.
And in it was his own papa.
Papa jumped out, and John did pout,
Because he wished to go for trout.
This is the end, you may depend,
Of Johnny Gray, who went astray
Upon a lovely summer's day.