The Harbrik across the misty moor
Claims to own a flighty foor.
A foor to carry goods all day
And spend the evening eating hay.
They say he has the legs of a seal
And the teeth of hens to chew his meal.
More say his tail is how he makes his sound
And a pair of wings to walk around.
Such a wonder there was never before
They all call him the flighty foor.
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