THERE WAS A YOUNG LADY WHOSE EYES

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THERE WAS A YOUNG LADY WHOSE EYES

THERE WAS A YOUNG LADY WHOSE EYES, WERE UNIQUE AS TO COLOUR AND SIZE;
WHEN SHE OPENED THEM WIDE, PEOPLE ALL TURNED ASIDE,
AND STARTED AWAY IN SURPRISE.


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