There was a young Scot in Madrid Who got fifty-five fucks for a qu...

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               There was a young Scot in Madrid 
               Who got fifty-five fucks for a quid. 
                    When they said, "Are you faint?" 
                    He replied, "No, I ain't, 
               But I don't feel as good as I did."

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