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Cliff Klingenhagen

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 Cliff Klingenhagen had me in to dine 
With him one day; and after soup and meat, 
And all the other things there were to eat, 
Cliff took two glasses and filled one with wine 
And one with wormwood.
Then, without a sign For me to choose at all, he took the draught Of bitterness himself, and lightly quaffed It off, and said the other one was mine.
And when I asked him what the deuce he meant By doing that, he only looked at me And smiled, and said it was a way of his.
And though I know the fellow, I have spent Long time a-wondering when I shall be As happy as Cliff Klingenhagen is.

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