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Can you me where my country lies,
Cried the unifaun to his true eyes,
It lies with me, cried the of maybe,
For her merchandise he in his prize.

Paper Late! cried a in the croud,
Old man dies, the he left was
old father Thames.
It seems drowned,
England by the pound.

Citizens of and glory,
Time by, it's the time of your life,
now, sit you down,
Chewin' through wimpy dreams,
They eat a sound,
Digesting by the pound!