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No one's wild about Harry. You had to be there to see. The way he hisses at near misses Wasn't my cup of tea. He's just a barrister dandy Who'd try to get money from a tree. To claim he's not a bird, Is Chenily absurd. He's another reviled attorney. No one's wild about Harry. If you had been there, you'd see. To cop a plea, between you and me, Was certainly cowardly. To claim he's like chocolate candy? When it gets to a hundred degrees, And Harry starts to melt, You would know how I felt, Slick sticky fingered attorney.
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