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He bent right down to pick up his valise
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
One gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
Oh how oh how he hates such pilferings
The North Wind Bites into his architrave
The learning linguist cameramaniac sings
The nicest kids for strickiest toffees crave
It's no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
A piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
And played their mountain croquet jungle chess
Lobsters for sale must be our apologue
Suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum
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