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1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7the fertile mother changelings drops like kings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10what things we did we went the whole darned hog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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