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A Bishop once -- I will not name his see --
A
Gentleman
of City fame
A tar, but poorly prized,
A
Troubadour
he played
An Actor sits in doubtful gloom,
An elderly person -- a prophet by trade --
At a pleasant evening party I had taken down to supper
Babette
she was a fisher gal,
Bob Polter
was a navvy, and
Clonglocketty
Angus
McClan
Come with me, little maid,
Dalilah de Dardy
adored
From east and south the holy clan
"Gentle, modest little flower,
Haunted? Ay, in a social way
I knew a boor -- a clownish card
In all the towns and cities fair
I once did know a Turkish man
It was a Bishop bold,
It was a robber's daughter, and her name was
Alice
Brown
I've often thought that headstrong youths
John
courted lovely
Mary Ann,
King Borria Bungalee Boo
Letters, letters, letters, letters!
List while the poet trolls
Lord B. was a nobleman bold
Micah
Sowls
No nobler captain ever trod
O'er unreclaimed suburban clays
Of all the good attorneys who
Of all the ships upon the blue,
Of all the youths I ever saw
Oh list to this incredible tale
Oh! little maid! -- (I do not know your name
Oh, that my soul its gods could see
Only a dancing girl,
Policeman
Peter
forth I drag
Roll on, thou ball, roll on!
Sir
Guy
was a doughty crusader,
Strike the concertina's melancholy string!
The bravest names for fire and flames
'Twas on the shores that round our coast
Vast empty shell!
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