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THOMSON HALL
Not Stella shouting nought and naught
Refer him now to Thomson hall
For Rita blowing off the knoughts
We've got it well at Thomson hall.
Sons born at least on her dry laps
Daughters at least on her dry breasts
And calmness, coolness; all of nurse
Refer him now to Thomson hall
Cool jackets; six of this for shield
Why shield the flesh and not the heart?
Utopia down in my area
Refer at once to Thomson hall
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THOMSON HALL
THOMSON HALL
