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Deaf House Agent

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That deaf old man
With his hand to his ear--
His hand to hi head stood out like a shell,
Horny and hollow. He said, "I can't hear,"
He muttered, "Don't shout,
I can hear very well!"

He mumbled, "I can't catch a word;
I can't follow."
Then Jack with a voice like a Protestant bell
Roared--"Particulars! Farmhouse! At 10 quid a year!"
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Susan Williams 22 March 2018
Oh my word! ! ! I shan't easily forget this deaf old man and his cotton. She surprised me here- she usually is less gross!
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