By The Harp "Shpeaking Of Harps, Sure Me Frind Pete Has Got The Harp Of Tara Beat," Said Mr. Dooley. "Div'L A Thing That Boy Can't Play Upon Won Shtring. For All The Wurrld, To Hear Him Play You'd Think 'Twas A Whole Orchestray. Great Shtatesmen Come From Far And Near And Shtop Their Talking, Just To Hear Him Harp Upon The Latest Kinks In Politics And Social Jinks. Niver Was Such A Music Sharp, I'd Orter Know, Sure I'm The Harp."
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