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This preface here begins to swell Its length just like a first quiet visit Made to some lady to see if she is well And take her hand perhaps to kiss it, If she allows, and is not backward; Time runs so that you never miss it Till at a point that’s rather awkward You to the devil wish your visit. The casual sweets I relish most Just like flirtation after supper When hunger in some dish is lost Nor yet is found upon the nightmare’s crupper. You then are soothed and sentimental And pleased to talk or walk or sit Especially if she’s ornamental About the head or has some wit.