Page 88 - Plucky Lads
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The Old Observatory
I turned to leave—what else was there to do?—
When something softly crunched beneath my shoe.
Straining my eyes I bent down and saw more:
A trail of crumbs that snaked across the floor!
I followed it to a door marked “Basement”;
There could be no doubt what that last trace meant:
Having completed their viewing pleasure,
They had gone downstairs to snack at leisure.
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