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GEORGE S. CHAPPELL
Woodcuts by Hogarth, Jr.
ONCE I was a tiny tad And a Noah's ark I had. Mr. Noah—and his wife— Lived a calm domestic life. Wooden pegs were Noah's legs But none had Mrs. N.,— She was round—from the ground. And I fancied, then, Ladies all were built that way.
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I was wrong, I'm glad to say.
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