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"Do you feel like a fool between two stools?"

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"No, I feel like a sandwich"

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THE HUNTING OF THE SNARK
759

 

He came as a Baker : but owned, when too late
And it drove the poor Bellman half-mad
He could only bake Bride-cake—for which, I may state,
No materials were to be had.
The last of the crew needs especial remark,
Though he looked an incredible dunce:
He had just one idea—but, that one being "Snark,"
The good Bellman engaged him at once.
He came as a Butcher: but gravely declared.
When the ship had been sailing a week,
He could only kill Beavers. The Bellman looked scared,
And was almost too frightened to speak:
But at length he explained, in a tremulous tone.
There was only one Beaver on board;
And that was a tame one he had of his own,
Whose death would be deeply deplored.
The Beaver, who happened to hear the remark.
Protested, with tears in its eyes.
That not even the rapture of hunting the Snark
Could atone for that dismal surprise!
It strongly advised that the Butcher should be
Conveyed in a separate ship:
But the Bellman declared that would never agree
With the plans he had made for the trip:
Navigation was always a difficult art.
Though with only one ship and one bell:
And he feared he must really decline, for his part,
Undertaking another as well.
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760 VERSE
The Beaver's best course was, no doubt, to procure
A second-hand dagger-proof coat
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So the Baker advised it—and next, to insure
Its life in some Office of note:
This the Banker suggested, and offered for hire
(On moderate terms), or for sale.
Two excellent Policies, one Against Fire
And one Against Damage From Hail.
Yet still, ever after that sorrowful day,
Whenever the Butcher was by.
The Beaver kept looking the opposite way,
And appeared unaccountably shy.

 

Fit the Second
 

The Bellman's Speech
 

The Bellman himself they all praised to the skies
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Such a carriage, such ease and such grace!
Such solemnity, too! One could see he was wise.
The moment one looked in his face!
He had bought a large map representing the sea.
Without the least vestige of land:
And the crew were much pleased when they found it to be
A map they could all understand.
"What's the good of Mercator's North Poles and Equa-tors,
Tropics, Zones, and Meridian Lines?"
So the Bellman would cry: and the crew would reply
"They are merely conventional signs!

THIS REMINDS ME OF MEDIA BRIBED FIGHTS AGAINST CORRUPTION

"How do you feel", "How do you feel",​"How do you feel", ...​asked the roving eye and the roving eye and the roving eye... From a different vantage another eye caught what appeared to be stamens of another colour turned inside out. No! Closeups revealed a few hapless hair meshed with bulbuous, click mouse type reporter mikes. The object (mummy_egyptian_kind) for strange reasons hyperlinked to ROM locations of  brands of footwear the thugs wore when they kicked it in. It  emanated "*!#*** U". The mikes construed "Fine thank you".

"Do you feel like a sandwich?​​

"No, I feel like a sandwich. ​

With grass and cheese please.​

I am a vegetarian"​

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The cow is a sacred animal. It has  two legs forwards <commercial break> And two legs afterwards,

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DARE U TO
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DARE U TO
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