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Rhyme :
Goodness Gracious, what a bore!
Why will they not heed the door?
Here I pull with might and main,
But alas ‘tis all in vain.
Just because it rains like fun
I, a foolish thing, have done,
Come away without my key,
How could I so stupid be!
Bless the thing! What can I do!
My forgetfulness I rue!
As if mad I pull the bell!
What to do I cannot tell!
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