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No, no; for my virginity, When I lose that, says Rose, I'll die: Behind the elms last night, cried Dick, Rose, were you not extremely sick?
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The poem
No, no; for my virginity, When I lose that, says Rose, I'll die: Behind the elms last night, cried Dick, Rose, were you not extremely sick?
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