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Oh cabbage-heads soaked in rum! On the [illegible], on the [illegible] It's night, right, put out the light! Pretty faces! Oh grimaces at this time of night! Let me draw, paint, sculp Your faces of pulp! Oh gulp! Put out the light! Diabolically, divinely light!
What do you know about that? I'm a cat! The world's my vat! It all goes under my hat. This and that, On my mat, I'll paint You all, like a saint, Until I faint. Ain't That quaint? Gr - r - r - r ! Gr - r - r - r - r - r - r ! Once more for luck!
(Love a duck!) Gr - r - r - r - r - r - r - r - r - r - r !
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