t had gone,

    Or if ts stay

    t upon to rail,,

    And wood

    Before to end tale,

    they were commingling lice and blood

    quot;times up, hree

    it eyes upon ared.

    quot;times up, hree

    Fell do and snored.

    `Maybe I s,

    No, said the crane.

    `to my feat

    Ive stood as I one

    And seen t,

    Its certain trout somewhere

    And maybe I sake a trout

    but I do not seem to care.