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VARIOUS LEVELS OF UNDERSTANDING



Come up my son to type pure wages
And touch some white a compiled caring
To thus decide your suits and earnings

To cause the man to bow before you
And give him pain for just a globble
I want man sit and have his double
Despise not man because you'd bubble

And turn the band to purest oble
If you publicly hit the gongle
And call to town to see your burden
You curse your soul on Solomon's bundle

Recite those hopes, help men to gobble
But never say it is a dummy
Despise your pride, get in and work
Send many to child, don't lift your body


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VARIOUS LEVELS OF UNDERSTANDING

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