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BLOW, BLOW!

Blow, blow, thou Nor'-West "wind, Thou are not so unkind As people often say; Dead leaves accumulate Within my garden gate, Which thou canst blow away

Blow, blow, thou Nor'-West wind, For thou art very kind To my side of the street; Scatter my leaves abroad Upon the public road, And keep my garden neat.

Blow, blow, thou Nor'-West wind, Those leaves beyond my pale; The City Council cart Must deal with them in time, And in the meanwhile I'm Not going to break my heart,

Blow, blow, thou furious gust, What though thou raise the dust Which everybody hates? Blow very hard, for then The suffering citizen Gets something from the rates, A.W.

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Press, Volume LXVI, Issue 19918, 3 May 1930, Page 13

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BLOW, BLOW! Press, Volume LXVI, Issue 19918, 3 May 1930, Page 13

BLOW, BLOW! Press, Volume LXVI, Issue 19918, 3 May 1930, Page 13