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Hurrah, Dick, hurrah, Dick, ten thousand hurrahs!

I'm a happy, rich dog to the end of my days.

There--read the good news--and while glad, for _my_ sake,

That Wealth should thus follow in Love's shining wake,

Admire also the _moral_--that he, the sly elf,

Who has fudged all the world, should be now fudged _himself_!

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