17   Thomas the Rhymer

Cornered by the tramp Jack sacrifices himself for his friends

The tramp shimmered into view
Art: Paul

At the sight of Jack, the tramp started crying.

“Master Jack, Tom’s a lost. Master Jack, Tom’s a cold. Master Jack, don’t be cross. Master Jack, take Tom home. For I did dilly and did dally, dally and did dilly, lost my way and don’t know where to roam. Now you can’t trust a story like old Jack-a-Nory, when you can’t find your way home.”

Jack stared stupidly at the tramp.

“It’s all right, he won’t hurt you,” Ken shouted.

“You’ve changed your tune,” Jack shouted back.

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Thomas The Rhymer

Thomas the Rhymer
Art :Gloria Dexter

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