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Book, page 71 / 108 The taste was his innately; He couldn't walk into a room Without ejaculating "Boom!" Which startled ladies greatly. He'd wear a mask and muffling cloak, Not, you will understand, in joke, As some assume disguises; He did it, actuated by A simple love of mystery And fondness for surprises. I need not say he loved a maid - His eloquence threw into shade All others who adored her. The maid, though pleased at first, I know, Found, after several years or so, Her startling lover bored her. So, when his orders came to sail, She did not faint or scream or wail, Or with her tears anoint him: She shook his hand, and said "Good-bye," With laughter dancing in her eye - Which seemed to disappoint him. But ere he went aboard his boat, He placed around her little throat A ribbon, blue and yellow, On which he hung a double-tooth - A simple token this, in sooth - 'Twas all he had, poor fellow! "I often wonder," he would say, When very, very far away, "If ANGELINA wears it? A plan has entered in my head: I will pretend that I am dead, And see how ANGY bears it."
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