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His father served exactly fairly

Relying mostly on a debt,

At least three balls used to give yearly

And became bankrupt in the end.

Eugene’s fate, though, was well disposed:

At first, a Madame cared and nursed,

Then, paltry French cared for the kid.

The boy was frisky, but still sweet.

Monsieur l’Abbé was not too formal

Didn’t want to spoil the child’s rest,

Preferred to teach him just in jest

And didn’t bore him with strict moral,

For pranks he used to grant a pardon

And walked him to the Summer Garden.