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FOR woman due allowance make!
Form'd of a crooked rib was she, --
By Heaven she could not straightened be. Attempt to bend her, and she'll break; If left alone, more crooked grows madam; What well could be worse, my good friend, Adam? -- For woman due allowance make; 'Twere grievous, if thy rib should break!