The Centaur Led A Double Life: Two Natures In Perpetual Strife He Had, That Never Could Agree On What The Bill-Of-Fare Should Be; For When The Man-Half Set His Heart On Taking Dinner ' La Carte, The Horse Was Sure To Cast His Vote Unswervingly For Table D'Oat. A Pretty Sort Of Life To Lead; The Horse In Time Went Off His Feed, The Hungry Man Was Nigh Demented, When One Day--Oatmeal Was Invented!
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