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<h2><SPAN name="THE_MAGNET_AND_THE_CHURN" id="THE_MAGNET_AND_THE_CHURN"></SPAN>THE MAGNET AND THE CHURN.</h2>
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<span>A magnet hung in a hardware shop,<br/></span>
<span>And all around was a loving crop<br/></span>
<span>Of scissors and needles, nails and knives,<br/></span>
<span>Offering love for all their lives;<br/></span>
<span>But for iron the magnet felt no whim,<br/></span>
<span>Though he charmed iron, it charmed not him,<br/></span>
<span>From needles and nails and knives he'd turn,<br/></span>
<span>For he'd set his love on a Silver Churn!<br/></span><SPAN name="Page_186" id="Page_186"></SPAN>
<span class="i5">His most æsthetic,<br/></span>
<span class="i5">Very magnetic<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Fancy took this turn—<br/></span>
<span class="i5">"If I can wheedle<br/></span>
<span class="i5">A knife or needle,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Why not a Silver Churn?"<br/></span></div>
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<span>And Iron and Steel expressed surprise,<br/></span>
<span>The needles opened their well drilled eyes,<br/></span>
<span>The pen-knives felt "shut up," no doubt,<br/></span>
<span>The scissors declared themselves "cut out."<br/></span>
<span>The kettles they boiled with rage, 'tis said,<br/></span>
<span>While every nail went off its head,<br/></span>
<span>And hither and thither began to roam,<br/></span>
<span>Till a hammer came up—and drove it home,<br/></span>
<span class="i5">While this magnetic<br/></span>
<span class="i5">Peripatetic<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Lover he lived to learn,<br/></span>
<span class="i5">By no endeavor,<br/></span>
<span class="i5">Can Magnet ever<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Attract a Silver Churn!<br/></span></div>
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