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Upon the Locust bough you’ll see a scorched and blackened mat.
And now the Locust wears around each limb a spiky fence
So sharp and deadly that Old Nick has never climbed it since. <img src="https://www.thewoodcraft.org/wiki/crop.php?f=tales_1905.djvu&page=73&width=599&cx=-100&cy=-330&cw=410&ch=500" width="40%" resource="./File:tales 1905.djvu" style="display: block; margin: 15px auto 15px auto;" alt="" title="">
