And now begins a snooty tit-for-tat |
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You can see from this the sort of man I am |
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Mine is a dangerous errand, do you hear? |
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I once was lifted on a bitter moon |
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I knew you'd like the Enemy! He's the person |
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Come on my curly party. I'll be frank! |
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Sperm of the Earth! Better unmentioned be! |
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Enter the Enemy |
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The Man I am to blow the bloody gaff |
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If so the man you are to let the cat |
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