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“T HE greatest burd to foight,” says Pat,
“Barring the agle, is the duck;
He has a foine large bill to peck,
And plinty of rale Irish pluck.

“And, thin, d'ye moind the fut he has?
Full as broad over as a cup;
Show me the fowl upon two ligs
That's able fer to thrip him up!”
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