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| | Songs from the Book of Knowledge by William Copper |
 | | They climb up into my turret O'er the arms and back of my chair; If I try to escape they surround me; They seem to be everywhere. |
 | | They almost devour me with kisses, Their arms about me entwine, Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen, In his Mouse-tower on the Rhine! |
 | | Do you think, O, blue-eyed banditti, Because you have scaled the wall, Such an old moustache as I am Is not a match for you all? |
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