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Hovel, n.
[Twaddle had a hovel]
Twaddle had a hovel,
Twiddle had a palace;
Twaddle said; “I'll grovel
Or he'll think I bear him malice”—
A sentiment as novel
As a castor on a chalice.
Twiddle had a palace;
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Or he'll think I bear him malice”—
A sentiment as novel
As a castor on a chalice.
Down upon the middle
Of his legs fell Twaddle
And astonished Mr. Twiddle,
Who began to lift his noddle,
Feed upon the fiddle-
Faddle flummery, unswaddle
A new-born self-sufficiency and think himself a model.
Of his legs fell Twaddle
And astonished Mr. Twiddle,
Who began to lift his noddle,
Feed upon the fiddle-
Faddle flummery, unswaddle
A new-born self-sufficiency and think himself a model.
G. J.
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