Julia Was Careless, And Withal She Rather Took Than Got A Fall, The Wanton Ambler Chanc'D To See Part Of Her Legs' Sincerity: And Ravish'D Thus, It Came To Pass, The Nag (Like To The Prophet'S Ass) Began To Speak, And Would Have Been A-Telling What Rare Sights he'd Seen: And Had Told All; But Did Refrain Because His Tongue Was Tied Again.
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