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We don’t cry – Tim and I.

We are far too grand –

But we bolt the door tight

To prevent a friend –

Then we hide our brave face

Deep in our hand –

Not to cry – Tim and I –

We are far too grand –

Nor to dream – he and me –

Do we condescend –

We just shut our brown eye

To see to the end –

Tim – see Cottages –

But, Oh, so high!

Then – we shake – Tim and I –

And lest I – cry –

Tim – reads a little Hymn –

And we both pray –

Please, Sir, I and Tim –

Always lost the way!

We must die – by and by –

Clergymen say –

Tim – shall – if I – do –

I – too – if he –

How shall we arrange it –

Tim – was – so – shy?

Take us simultaneous – Lord –

I – “Tim” – and – me!

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