” The conversation hung for a moment. What our dear mother would say back home I dread to think. Jolly nose! the bright rubies that garnish thy tip Are dug from the mines of canary; And to keep up their lustre I moisten my lip With hogsheads of claret and sherry. By the time she was done, the bodies in the bathtub were gathering flies. I'll tell you what.
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