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| We sail the ocean blue, and our saucy ship's a beauty! | |
| I cannot tell what this love may be | |
| There's a little group of isles beyond the wave | |
| For the merriest fellows are we | |
| I have a song to sing, O | |
| Three little maids from school are we | |
| When I, good friends, was called to the bar I'd an appetite fresh and hearty | |
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| Towards the empyrean heights of ev'ry kind of lore | |
| Through the night, the constellations, have given light from various stations | |
| When the night wind howls in the chimney cowls, and the bat in the moonlight flies | |
| Then I can write a washing bill in Babylonic cuneiform | |
| Sing hey, the jolly jinks of Pfennig Halbpfennig! | |
| My name is John Wellington Wells, I'm a dealer in magic and spells | |
| We are dainty little fairies, ever singing, ever dancing | |
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