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There was a bold fisherman who sailed out from Pimlico
To slew the wild codfish and the bold mackerel.
When he got to Pimlico the stormy winds begin to blow,
And his little boad went wibble-wobble, overboard went he.
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Singing, "Twinka doodle dum, twinka doddle dum,"
'Twas the highly interesting song he sung.
"Twinka doodle dum, twinka doodle dum,"
Sang the bold fisherman.
He wriggled and scriggled in the waters so briny-o.
He yell-owed and bell-owed for help, but in vain.
Downward he did gently glide to the bottom of the silvery tide,
And previously to this he cried, "Fare thee well, Mary Jane."
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His ghost walked at midnight by the bedside of his Mary Jane.
When he told her how dead he was, said she, "I'll go mad."
"If my lovey is so dead," said she, "no joy on earth can ever be,
And I never more will happy be." She went raving mad.
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