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Alas, my dear, be you high-born, Or just a Sydney cutie, I fear you’ve earned a he-man’s sc… Thro’ failing in your duty. A lady would avert her eyes,

Now, children, in this Lesson Two… Briefly we’ll make some mention Of party, just in case that you Some day, with the intention Of furthering ambitions grand,

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I knew a policeman once And this is true as it ever could… Who made me feel an awful dunce; ‘Cos I lost my dad, and it fright… He came and took me by the hand

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