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Epigram 3. On the same Mary a great lover of Mary-bones.
Why she doth Mary-bones affect, would'st know?I thinke the reason is not hard to show:
The bone she cannot eate that's hard as flint,
Oh then I guesse the cause! there's something in 't:
Well what's that something? Oh my Muse there sticke,
She that loves marrow likely loves a ------
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