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My father's friend came once to tea. / He laughed and talked. He spoke to me. / But in another week they said / That friendly pink-faced man was dead.
"How sad . ." they said, "the best of men . ." / So I said too, "How sad"; but then / Deep in my heart I thought with pride, / "I know a person who has died."