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CCXXIII.

[One leg is a leg of mutton; two legs, a man; three legs, a stool; four legs, a dog.]

Two legs sat upon three legs, With one leg in his lap; In comes four legs, And runs away with one leg. Up jumps two legs, Catches up three legs, Throws it after four legs, And makes him bring back one leg.

[A Bed.]

Formed long ago, yet made to-day, Employed while others sleep; What few would like to give away, Nor any wish to keep.

[A Cinder-sifter.]

A riddle, a riddle, as I suppose, A hundred eyes, and never a nose.

[A Well.]

As round as an apple, as deep as a cup, And all the king's horses can't pull it up.