<h2><SPAN name="Fooling" id="Fooling">Fooling</SPAN></h2>
<p class="p2 poem">He was a lad—a tender boy,<br/>
And she—she held him as her toy,<br/>
And when she wearied of his way<br/>
And would with other playthings play,<br/>
I heard him say beneath his breath:—<br/>
A fool am I; it is my death—<br/>
She jilted me—the little lass,—<br/>
I will not let such fooling pass<br/>
But shift at once some bitter dart<br/>
Back—back again into her heart,<br/>
But then thought he—All those who play<br/>
With fools are fools as well as they,<br/>
And so he made a living rule:—<br/>
It takes a fool to fool a fool.<br/></p>
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