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HE PROFESSES TO KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ANY THING EXCEPT THE FACT THAT.... by JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN

First Line: ANON, HE'LL CALL AGAIN, AND, WHEN HE FINDS
Last Line: DUNNED NIGHT AND DAY, AND SHALL BE TILL I DIE'

Anon, he'll call again, and, when he finds
I don't "come down," he'll talk, as 'twere, with wonder
Of Nature's works - ask all about the winds,
And clouds, and water-spouts - what causes thunder -
How far the earth and moon may be asunder -
And fifty other queries of such kinds:
To all which I - aware that muddy minds
Will stupidly misunderstand and blunder -
Content myself with answering, " My good Creditor,
On these points you had best consult the Editor
Of the New Farthing- Rushlight Magazine.
For my part, all I know is this, that I
Owe Three Half-Crowns to you, for which I've been
Dunned night and day, and shall be till I die."




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