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Sleeping giant.

What could wake a sleeping giant, for when he sleeps he snores,  and as he shakes the town's and valleys,  he also quakes the Moore's , 

And in the Moore's the frogs all sing,  a Chior and a serinade,  but who can wake the sleeping giant 
When his head is laid,

There he rests in quite state,  but trembeling it is the land abound, for when he sleeps , he sleeps alone
Because that wreched sound.

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