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44 The Bishop said, said he,
 * "I'll see what I can do

To Christianize and make you wise,
 * You poor benighted Jew."

So every blessed day
 * That bus he rode outside,

From Fulham town, both up and down,
 * And loudly thus he cried:—

"His name is ,
 * And too,

And and —
 * This bus-directing Jew."