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268 "Avengement," they cry, "on our Foelet!
 * Let the Manikin weep for our wrongs!

Let us drench him, front toplet to toelet, With Nursery-Songs!

"He shall muse upon ’Hey! Diddle! Diddle!
 * On the Cow that surmounted the Moon:

He shall rave of the Cat and the Fiddle,
 * And the Dish that eloped with the Spoon:

And his soul shall be sad for the Spider,
 * When Miss Muffet was sipping her whey,

That so tenderly sat down beside her, And scared her away!