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"I am silent in the Club, I am silent the pub, I am silent on a bally peak in Darien; For I stuff away for life Shoving peas in with a knife, Because I am heart a Vegetarian No more the milk of cows Shall pollute my private house Than the milk of the wild mares of the Barbarian I will stick to port and sherry, For they are so very, very,