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Old Noah he had an ostrich farm and fowls on the largest scale, / He ate his egg with a ladle in an egg-cup big as a pail, / And the soup he took was Elephant Soup and the fish he took was Whale, / But they all were small to the cellar he took when he set out to sail, / And Noah he often said to his wife when he sat down to dine, / "I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine."
The cataract of the cliff of heaven fell blinding off the brink / As if it would wash the stars away as suds go down a sink, / The seven heavens came roaring down for the throats of hell to drink, / And Noah he cocked his eye and said, "It looks like rain, I think, / The water has drowned the Matterhorn as deep as a Mendip mine, / But I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine."