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Gently let the water lap! Keep the corners dry!
That’s about the place the gold will generally stay.
What was that bright particle that just then caught my eye?
I fear me by the look of things ‘twas only yellow clay . . .
Just another twirl around!
Let the water swirl around!
That’s the way we rob the river of its golden fish . . .
What’s that? . . . Can’t we snare a one?
Don’t say that there’s ne’er a one! . . .
Bah! there’s not a colour in the bottom of the dish!
