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78 Love-philtre—we've quantities of it;
 * And for knowledge if any one burns,

We keep an extremely small prophet, a prophet
 * Who brings us unbounded returns:
 * For he can prophesy
 * With a wink of his eye,
 * Peep with security
 * Into futurity,
 * Sum up your history,
 * Clear up a mystery,
 * Humour proclivity
 * For a nativity.
 * With mirrors so magical,
 * Tetrapods tragical.
 * Bogies spectacular,
 * Answers oracular,
 * Facts astronomical.
 * Solemn or comical,
 * And, if you want it, he
 * Makes a reduction on taking a quantity!
 * Oh!
 * If any one anything lacks,
 * He'll find it all ready in stacks,
 * If he'll only look in
 * On the resident Djinn,
 * Number seventy, Simmery Axe!


 * He can raise you hosts
 * Of ghosts,
 * And that without reflectors;
 * And creepy things
 * With wings,