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WHEN good
king Arthur
ruled this land,
He was a goodly king;
He stole three pecks of barley-meal,
To make a bag pudding. |
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A bag pudding the
king did make, And stuff'd it well.
with plums: And in it put great __
lumps of fat, | As big as my two _
thumbs. |
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The king and queen did eat thereof,
And noblemen beside; And what they could not eat that night,
The queen next morning fried.
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