See him approach
In his cragly wag
His silent trumpeting
Of poverty.
Scruffy lad
You arouse my pity
My nose is loose
Because of you.
You approach
In your cragly wag
Your silent trumpeting
Of poverty.
Scruffy lad
He arouses my pity
My nose is loose
Because of him.
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