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- Oh, mighty King! Oh, mighty Lord!
Throw this one over board! For he doesn't have a clue About what a man is supposed to do! - Look, my King! Oh, mighty Lord! Her tongue is like an evil sword She doesn't speak, she truly roars My days with her are endless wars. - Silence! Of this I had enough My ears are not that tough! The mighty Lord and King of Cup Made a sign and all stood up. - I see, Milady, you're a shrew You only want his life to screw. But, dear Sir, you're just as vain As the Lady you here complain. My wisdom now I give to you Forget the problems you once knew And try to live your lives in peace Or both of you the tongue shall miss.
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