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Text: You have got a great big head, but it’s only filled with air. / It hasn’t enough of substance to produce a growth of
hair. / You’ve got a smile upon your face, but we have heard before, / You get it from a bottle when you sneak behind the
door. / You’re only an old milk sop, and of either sense or wit, / No one will e’er accuse you of having the smallest bit.
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