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THE CRIME

The Walrus did beseech,

"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk

Along Mt. Auburn beach.

We cannot do with more than eight

And give a room to each.

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"We want all kinds and shapes of shell

To come and join our group.

We don't care who you are or what,

If you are not a goop.

We want you all to rub and mix,

But none of you must stoop."

The Eldest Oyster looked at him,

But not a word he said.

The Eldest Oyster winked an eye

And shook his heavy head.

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