AT GRANT PARK.
Three young dental students went out for a byke.
Each with a lovely miss.—
They rode until they reached the Park,
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ran- file this.
But when they reached the wooded lane,
They sought for sweeter bliss,—
So o'er the quiet shady plain
They in like
rode twos this.
The mad led through a narrow pass,
Nor did il come amiss,
Each lad still rode beside his lass.
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elos- up this.
The lad in front his lassie press'd,
And tried to steal a kiss,—
They fell, as did the rest,