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SHORT STORY by HILDA CONKLING

First Line: I FOUND THE GOLD ON THE HILL; / I FOUND THE HID GOLD!
Last Line: THE GOLD!
I FOUND the gold on the hill;
I found the hid gold!
The wicked queen
Stole the gold,
Hid it under a stone
And never told.
The selfish queen
Rolling away
In her white limousine,
Never knew nor dreamed
That I searched all day
Till I found the gold,
The gold!



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