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A Love Song
O! Hernia! My hernia.
'Twas here we parted dear
A parting that for four long weeks
Held me in sickness here.
But three short hours I knew you, love
Well I remember yet
I left a tram in Collins street
And suddenly, we met.
No mortal could have parted us
While reason held its sway
They drugged me, Gentle Hernia
And carried you away.
And then I knew my Hernia
Where ere what ere you are
Our parting at Coonara Street
Has left me with a scar.
A scar that I shall bear thro life
A memory of you.
And Hernia! O Hernia,
My bank-book has one too.
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