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dingy lanes, and birth galore Lullaby or a lousy lore,The eggs have hatched, and some more,O mary has a boy....The cow was beefed The worms heaved,the good and bad were sieved..and tried O Jenny has a boy The night was dark as it is, the milk did rot to cheese..I cannot claim what is his,If Maddie had a child..round the world in 290 days,The lane had blood, in many ways,The poor man did squeal for raise...O diana hath a girl...The eyes were two, and hands and shoe,More was there to feed...Sometimes weed, or one mans greed,When kingli had a girl.The little girls did meet one day The thing did learn to crawl,To suck and lick, every dirt,To be a tool for gal...Who did cry, embers fly,When tears do fall on light,For every ounce of finger nails, Someone wins the fight.For the price of girl, the boys run free,As gentlemen we see,In congestion the boys survive...But do they deserve to be

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