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There once was a lady named Harriet Stowe, She wrote a book that everyone would know, Uncle Tom's Cabin is what she would show, As the anger toward slavery soon would grow. The publisher showed it in 1852, Thousands were sold, and then more knew, About the slaves as Shelby's work crew, Eliza ran away, and Harry did too. Her dad was a Christian preacher, Equality is what he would teach her, Blacks weren't just some creature, But all had a special feature. Stowe's family moved to Ohio in 1832, Across from Kentucky that she would rue, Stowe taught the black children few by few, And saw terrified runaway slaves too. Stowe was known all over the states, About her book that decided slaves fates, Lincoln would thank her with all that he makes, And warn her about the Civil War at stake.
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