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"The Saracen's Head" looks down the lane, / Where we shall never drink wine again, / For the wicked old women who feel well-bred / Have turned to a tea-shop "The Saracen's Head."
"The Saracen's Head" out of Araby came, / King Richard riding in arms like flame, / And where he established his folk to be fed / He set up a spear -- and the Saracen's Head.
But "The Saracen's Head" outlived the Kings, / It thought and it thought of most horrible things, / Of Health and of Soap and of Standard Bread, / And of Saracen drinks at "The Saracen's Head."
So "The Saracen's Head" fulfils its name, / They drink no wine -- a ridiculous game -- / And I shall wonder until I'm dead, / How it ever came into the Saracen's Head.