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At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
Through snobbish growing round her hemline zone
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
While sharks to let's say potted shrimps are prone
And yet 'twas he the beggar Fate just flings
Signalling gauchos very rarely shave
They both are right not unformed smatterings
Thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
It's no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
On wheels the tourist follows hos hostess
We'll suffocate before the epilogue
On fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum
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