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And in the heartbreak years that lie ahead,
Be true to yourself and the Grateful Dead.
-- Joan Baez
The wombat lives across the seas,
Among the far Antipodes.
He may exist on nuts and berries,
Or then again, on missionaries;
His distant habitat precludes
Conclusive knowledge of his moods.
But I would not engage the wombat
In any form of mortal combat.
-- "The Wombat"
Whenever Richard Cory went downtown,
We people on the pavement looked at
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