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'Haddock's Eyes' or 'The Aged Aged Man' or	A
'Ways and Means' or 'A Sitting On A Gate'	B
	-
I'll tell thee everything I can	C
There's little to relate	B
I saw an aged aged man	C
A sitting on a gate	B
'Who are you aged man ' I said	B
'And how is it you live '	-
And his answer trickled through my head	B
Like water through a sieve	D
	-
He said 'I look for butterflies	E
That sleep among the wheat	B
I make them into mutton pies	E
And sell them in the street	B
I sell them unto men ' he said	B
'Who sail on stormy seas	F
And that's the way I get my bread	B
A trifle if you please '	-
	-
But I was thinking of a plan	C
To dye one's whiskers green	G
And always use so large a fan	C
That it could not be seen	G
So having no reply to give	D
To what the old man said	B
I cried 'Come tell me how you live '	-
And thumped him on the head	B
	-
His accents mild took up the tale	H
He said 'I go my ways	I
And when I find a mountain rill	J
I set it in a blaze	I
And thence they make a stuff they call	K
Rowland's Macassar Oil	L
Yet twopence halfpenny is all	K
They give me for my toil '	-
	-
But I was thinking of a way	M
To feed oneself on batter	N
And so go on from day to day	M
Getting a little fatter	N
I shook him well from side to side	B
Until his face was blue	O
'Come tell me how you live ' I cried	B
'And what it is you do '	-
	-
He said 'I hunt for haddocks' eyes	E
Among the heather bright	B
And work them into waistcoat buttons	P
In the silent night	B
And these I do not sell for gold	B
Or coin of silvery shine	Q
But for a copper halfpenny	Q
And that will purchase nine	Q
	-
'I sometimes dig for buttered rolls	R
Or set limed twigs for crabs	S
I sometimes search the grassy knolls	S
For wheels of hansom cabs	S
And that's the way' he gave a wink	T
'By which I get my wealth	U
And very gladly will I drink	T
Your Honor's noble health '	-
	-
I heard him then for I had just	B
Completed my design	Q
To keep the Menai bridge from rust	B
By boiling it in wine	Q
I thanked him much for telling me	V
The way he got his wealth	U
But chiefly for his wish that he	V
Might drink my noble health	U
	-
And now if e'er by chance I put	B
My fingers into glue	O
Or madly squeeze a right hand foot	B
Into a left hand shoe	O
Or if I drop upon my toe	B
A very heavy weight	B
I weep for it reminds me so	B
Of that old man I used to know	B
Whose look was mild whose speech was slow	B
Whose hair was whiter than the snow	B
Whose face was very like a crow	B
With eyes like cinders all aglow	B
Who seemed distracted with his woe	B
Who rocked his body to and fro	B
And muttered mumblingly and low	B
As if his mouth were full of dough	B
Who snorted like a buffalo	B
That summer evening long ago	B
A sitting on a gate	B

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