Maxioms by James Whitcomb Riley
God bless us every one, prayed Tiny Tim,
Crippled and dwarfed of body yet so tall
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God bless us every one, prayed Tiny Tim,
Crippled and dwarfed of body yet so tall
Of soul, we tiptoe earth to look on him,
High towering over all.
And the humming-bird that hung
Like a jewel up among
The tilted honeysuckle horns
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And the humming-bird that hung
Like a jewel up among
The tilted honeysuckle horns
They mesmerized and swung
In the palpitating air,
Drowsed with odors strange and rare.
And, with whispered laughter, slipped away
And let him hanging there.
