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And now from these 'ere 'azels there came a fearsome 'owl,
With a yappin' and a snappin' and a wicked snarlin' growl.

Jeremiah's blood ran cold—a frightened man was 'e,
But he butted through the bushes just to see what 'e could see,
And there beneath their shadow, blood drippin' from his jaws,
Was an awful creature standin' with a 'ound beneath its paws.

A fox? Five foxes rolled in one—a pony's weight and size,
A rampin', ragin' devil, all fangs and 'air and eyes;