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Malvern Wells I ventured out: The wind was east, but veered about To Nor'-nor'-east. I felt it chilly; My doctor called me—more than silly, And said I well deserved the gout.

His sage advice I deigned to flout; This was the reason why, no doubt, I found the roads so very hilly At Malvern Wells.

Dull aches, rheumatic demons stout, I strove in vain to put to rout: The east wind whistled very shrilly, Till suddenly I came on Lily At Malvern Wells.