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MAGNET hung in a hardware shop, And all around was a loving crop Of scissors and needles, nails and knives. Offering love for all their lives; But for iron the magnet felt no whim, Though he charmed iron, it charmed not him, From needles and nails and knives he'd turn, For he'd set his love on a Silver Churn!
 * His most aesthetic,
 * Very magnetic
 * Fancy took this turn—
 * "If I can wheedle
 * A knife or needle,
 * Why not a Silver Churn?"