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It's Great When You Get In
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They told me the water was lovely, That I ought to go for a swim, The air was maybe a trifle cool, "You won't mind it when you get in" So I journeyed cheerfully beach-ward, And nobody put me wise, But everyone boosted my courage With an earful of jovial lies.
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