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Edith Nesbit - To Hubert
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Dear Hubert, if I ever found 
A wishing-carpet lying round, 
I`d stand upon it, and I`d say: 
"Take me to Hubert, right away!" 
And then we`d travel very far 
To where the magic countries are 
That you and I will never see, 
And choose the loveliest gifts for you, from me.
 
But oh! alack! and well-a-day! 
No wishing-carpets come my way. 
I never found a Phoenix yet, 
And Psammeads are so hard to get! 
So I give you nothing fine- 
Only this book, your book and mine, 
And hers, whose name by yours is set; 
Your book, my book, the book of Margaret!
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