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There was a Young Person of Crete,
Whose toilette was far from complete;
She dressed in a...
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There was a Young Person of Smyrna,
Whose Grandmother threatened to burn her;
But she seized on the cat,
And said, 'Granny, burn that! ...
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To Chloes breast young Cupid slily stole
But he crept in at Myras pocket hole
DEAR little, pretty, fav'rite ore,
That once increas'd Gloriana's store;
That lay within her bosom bless'd,
Gods might have envied thee thy nest.
I've read, imperial Jove of old
For love transform'd himself to gold:
And why, for a more lovely lass,
May he not now have...
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