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No matter where they chose to go,
It always seemed to be
That he knew everywhere they’d move
And instantly would flee.

Though worn and tired the men went on;
At last the leader stopped.
“I’m getting weary of these games;
Time for an end,” he thought.

Then, while the men around him stood
And looked on, quite aghast,
He put a horn up to his lips
And blew a mighty blast.

Robin Hood artwork by Margaret Carspecken, copyright R&M Creative Endeavors, used by permission

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