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        The little Man

Once a little man

Tried his hand

At using a bow and arrow

His aim was so bad

But he was still glad

When he accidentally shot a sparrow

The very next day he tried again

But this time he hit a hen

The little man then braced his bow

And shot a man who had started to sow

He then tried another shot

But instead he hit a rock

Then a man came from the field

A giant axe he did wield

He turned around to aim for his head

Then he shot an arrow to shoot him dead

He surprised himself that his shot

Didn’t actually hit a rock

It actually hit the man instead

An arrow right in the head