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Oh! ye fair Ladies of Parnassus, 
(Although ye are old-fashioned). 
If ever in your flights ye pass us. 
List to our prayer impassioned; 
And find another victim-bud 
To serve your superficial 
Vot’ries — ’tvvould do in wax, or wood. 
Or cambric artificial. 
Give it a name that nicely heads 
An elegy or sonnet. 
And the whole clan of X. Y. Z.’s 
Will start a-rhyming on it. 
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