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'U:roubles of a ~oet. The professor has asked me to scribble in verse, But from this I would fain be excused; For I'm bankrupt in head as well as in purse, When it comes to the work of the muse. In my attic alone with my thoughts, in despair I strive for the rhymes which I lose; r swear at the prof as I tear out my hair, But in vain I solicit the muse. _,.168 -[-
