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ODE XXXVIII. THE BILL OF FARE.
Persicos odi puer apparatus.
Here, Waiter, I'll dine in this box,
I've look'd at your long bill of fare;
A Pythagorean it shocks
To view all the rarities there.
I've look'd at your long bill of fare;
A Pythagorean it shocks
To view all the rarities there.
I'm not overburthen'd with cash,
Roast beef is the dinner for me;
Then why should I eat calipash,
Or why should I eat calipee?
Roast beef is the dinner for me;
Then why should I eat calipash,
Or why should I eat calipee?
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Your trifle's no trifle, I ween,
To customers prudent as I am;
Your peas in December are green,
But I'm not so green as to buy 'em.
To customers prudent as I am;
Your peas in December are green,
But I'm not so green as to buy 'em.
With ven'son I seldom am fed—
Go bring me the sirloin, you ninny;
Who dines at a guinea a head
Will ne'er by his head get a guinea.
Go bring me the sirloin, you ninny;
Who dines at a guinea a head
Will ne'er by his head get a guinea.
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