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Last week, when conning Cicero / In New Big School, / Smith called me, by a paraphrase, / A senseless mule: / I wasn't sharp enough just then / To answer, Jack, / That pots had oft been known to call / The kettles black!
And in the Close the other day / He called me 'Muff!' / I think I've borne his impudence / Quite long enough! / From length to length abusive men / Can quickly pass, / So I was hardly staggered when / He called me 'Ass!'