Hear the tale of poor old Murphy, who had such sweaty glands n feet.

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Hear the tale of poor old Murphy, who had such sweaty glands n feet.
His itching nose was rather scurfy,And he liked odd things to eat.
Fat and salt, he’d just adore them, Also herrings, sprats n chalk ;
Bread n cake, he would abhor them, He said they made his innards talk.
He’d wake up early in the morning, And couldn’t get to sleep again,
Feeling chilly, weary, yawning…

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