Last post was 233 not 223.
THE-HELL-HOB
Up came a hob
from the hearth of Hell.
By folks firesides
it was to dwell.
"It's a house-fairy,"
every one of them said.
It drank all their milk,
it ate all their bread.
"It is a little devil,"
everyone now says.
It dwells in the hills
with the trolls these days.
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