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154 "IT'S MY OWN INVENTION."
And thence they make a stuff they call Rowlands' Macassar Oil—
Yet twopence-halfpenny is all They give me for my toil.'
"But I was thinking of a way
To feed oneself on batter, And so go on from day to day
Getting a little fatter. I shook him well from side to side,
Until his face was blue ; iGome, tell me how you live,11 cried,
'And what it is you do ! ' |
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