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At five precisely out went La Marquise
Since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
'Ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
How it suprised us pale grey underlings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
Thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
The genealogist with field and fess
And starve the sniveling baby like a dog
To prove mamma an adult with a tress
With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
Suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
The bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum
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