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45 Our Kind Stepmother O, what! A heaven? My old lad to the market went Amongst the jumble lasses, Cocoyam leaves of all chose he. Yet, knew not him of it; Docility breeds passion and badger, Dumbness is viper’s co-author To paint clothed dragon For the chattel, he thrice paid To the natural uncapping, Dangling was his head, this way and that…. His wrinkle surface face undulation coal painted Testify he never a scorpion Anywhere bought to sting communion. Wailing, are we with joys heading Hands looking only west. The crocodile eye keep on her eggs. Smashed must be those neighbours Smashing them. She then dunces hatch, Snatching the shark-to-be’s ability For him never to his silhouette cut. Yet, to its summit, his wraith would an image raise. Sabbaths keeps the dragon and services performs. Why should this serpent glance at verses, Not coming up with unsoothing analyses? ...

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