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CCCLXVI.

I would if I cou'd, If I cou'dn't, how cou'd I? I cou'dn't, without I cou'd, cou'd I? Cou'd you, without you cou'd, cou'd ye? Cou'd ye, cou'd ye? Cou'd you, without you cou'd, cou'd ye?

CCCLXVII.

If all the world was apple-pie, And all the sea was ink, And all the trees were bread and cheese, What should we have for drink?

CCCLXVIII.

Tobacco wick! tobacco wick! When you're well, 'twill make you sick: Tobacco wick! tobacco wick! 'Twill make you well when you are sick.