Lady of the ample charms, With a housemaid`s hefty arms, Why wave you that fish-bone high `Gainst Canberra`s murky sky? Lady of the surplus skirts, Do not hold that pose. It hurts. Tell us, what is your intent Toward that distant Parliament? Do you wish to tell M.P.`s That it`s time for dinner, please? Do you seek to call them out? If not, what`s it all about? Dumpy lady, please depart, You are nobody`s sweetheart. Lay aside your silly tray. Thanks; we won`t have fish to-day.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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