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‘Madam, I hope you're well to-night!’
Cried Sootie, as she hove in sight;
‘But you must know that moral journal
Is what I wish to have diurnal,
And o'er the country wide extend,
For I'm the gainer in the end.’
Cried Sootie, as she hove in sight;
‘But you must know that moral journal
Is what I wish to have diurnal,
And o'er the country wide extend,
For I'm the gainer in the end.’
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