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You never heard tell of the story? / Well, now, I can hardly believe! / Never heard of the honour and glory / Of Pardon, the son of Reprieve? / But maybe you're only a Johnnie / And don't know a horse from a hoe? / Well, well, don't get angry, my sonny, / But, really, a young un should know.
They bred him out back on the 'Never', / His mother was Mameluke breed. / To the front -- and then stay there -- was ever / The root of the Mameluke creed. / He seemed to inherit their wiry / Strong frames -- and their pluck to receive -- / As hard as a flint and as fiery / Was Pardon, the son of Reprieve.