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 Nine-and-twenty years have passed, Joy and sorrow, sun and rain; Now this prince of good-and-Long-fellows Sends me some of his wine again.

Oedenburger is very good hock, And goes with oysters very well; Let no man at dry Sillery mock, Or say that Ofner is a sell. (One for the soup and one for the fish; Every bottle to its dish.) These we have, and ask no more, When the guests are six, than bottles four. So, as the crowning cup of the feast, Gerace Rosso comes, last, not least. He shall have the latest word; He shall wait on our country's bird,