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 But in an overwhelming heat (His name was, I repeat) Performed the and  feat,
 * And puffed his thanks aloud.

Another game the dancer planned— "Just take your ankle in your hand, And try, my lord, if you can stand—
 * Your body stiff and stark.

If, when revisiting your see, You learnt to hop on shore—like me— The novelty would striking be,
 * And must attract remark."