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At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
The bull's horns ought to dry it like a bone
The understanding critic firstly sees
Normal one aims to be and share the throne
It's one of many horrid happenings
Filching the lolly country thrift helped save
He's gone to London how the echo rings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
On wheels the tourist follows hos hostess
Whiskey will always wake an Irish bog
Though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
The bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum
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