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The habit pacified her mourn,

Which by no means could be repulsed,

A remedy she found soon,

Which resurrected her at last.

Thus, switching business and pastime

She managed a smart hold to find

How to control like does a reign

The husband and to give away

Her mourn. And she was spending days

Inspecting works and keeping records,

Arranging pickling, shaving recruits,

Enjoying baths on Saturdays;

She beat her maids for the omissions

And never asked for spouse permissions.