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FABLES FOR THE FRIVOLOUS

At all events, whate'er his race,
The pretty girl who owned him
Caressed his unattractive face
And petted and cologned him,
  While, watching her with mournful eye,
  A patient ass stood silent by.

"If thus," he mused, "the feminine
And fascinating gender
Is led to love, I, too, can win
Her protestations tender."
  And then the poor, misguided chap
  Sat down upon the lady's lap.

Then, as her head with terror swam,
"This method seems to suit you,"
Observed the ass, "so here I am."
Said she, "Get up, you brute you!"
  And promptly screamed aloud for aid:
  No ass was ever more dismayed.

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