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Tell me about your island. I seed he was one,—and a sharp un, too,—at a glance. In Wych Street Owen Wood did dwell; A carpenter he was by trade, And money, I believe, he made. "No friend like the mother, for the babby knows no other. Let him not bear the weight of my punishment.
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