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UNCLE SIDNEY'S RHYMES
Little Rapacity Greed was a glutton:He'd eat any meat, from goose-livers to mutton;
All fowl, flesh, or sausage with all savors through it—
You never saw sausage stuffed as he could do it!
His nice mamma owned, “O he eats as none other
Than animal kind”; and his bright little brother
Sighed, pained to admit a phrase non-eulogistic,
“Rap eats like a—pardon me—Cannibalistic.”
“He eats—like a boor,” said his sister—“a shameless
Plebeian, in sooth, of an ancestry nameless!”
“He eats,” moaned his father, despairingly placid
And hopeless,—“he eats like—he eats like an acid!”
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