| Twas down by Carterhaugh Father
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| Between the water and the wall
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| There i met with a wee wee man
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| And he was the least that ever I saw
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| His legs were scarce a finger’s length
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| And thick and nimble was his knee
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| Between his eyes a flea could go
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| Between his shoulders were inches three
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| His beard was long and white as as swan
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| His robe was neither green nor grey
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| He clapped his hands, down came the mist
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| And he sank and he’s fainted clean away
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| He pulled up a stone six feet in height
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| And flung it farther than I could see
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| And though I’d been a giant born
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| I’d never had lifted it to my knee
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| O Wee Wee Man but thou are strong
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| Come tell me where thy dwelling be
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| I dwell beneath a bonny green bower
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| O will ye come with me and see?
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| We rode on and we sped on
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| Until we came to a bonny green hall
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| The roof was made of the beaten gold
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| And purest crystal was the floor
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| There were pipers playing on every stair
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| And ladies dancing in glistering green
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| He clapped his hands, down came the mist
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| And the man and the hall no more were seen |