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“Nessy gel,
What could he be wantin'? Was he lookin' unwell?
But my goodness grayshers! just to ax
Were you up, and then to be makin' tracks
Lek immadient there—d'ye see!
And Smiler—aye—nearly druv off his legs—
What could it be, Nessy?”
What could he be wantin'? Was he lookin' unwell?
But my goodness grayshers! just to ax
Were you up, and then to be makin' tracks
Lek immadient there—d'ye see!
And Smiler—aye—nearly druv off his legs—
What could it be, Nessy?”
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