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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=498855" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Two MP's</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">MAGAZINE PUBLISHER AND MEMBER OF PARLIAMENT) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">BEING A TRUE AND PARTICULAR ACCOUNT OF THE GRAND MILLING MATCH THAT DIDN'T TAKE PLACE </div><div style="margin:10px 0">SAYS Tom D-- to F--r <br>T'other morning, 'I say, Sir, <br>You've call'd me a Roué, a Dicer, and Racer, <br>Now I'd have you to know, Sir, <br>Such names are &quot;No Go,&quot; Sir; <br>By Jove, Sir, I never knew anything grosser. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And then Madame -- <br>Extremely distrest is <br>At your calling her Lais -- she's more like Thalestris, <br>As you'll find, my fine joker, <br>If once you provoke her, <br>She's a d--l if once she gets hold of a poker. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'For myself, to be candid, <br>And not underhanded, <br>I write thus to say I'll be hang'd if I stand it. <br>So give up the name <br>Of the man or the dame <br>Who has made this infernal attack on my fame, <br>And recall what you've said of <br>A man you're afraid of, <br>Or turn out, my Trump, and let's see what you're made of. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I have &quot;barkers&quot; by Nock, Sir, <br>With percussion locks, Sir, <br>Will give you your gruel -- hang me if I box, Sir, <br>And I've sent my old Pal in, <br>My &quot;noble friend Allen,&quot; <br>To give you this here, and to stop your caballing!' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then says F--r, says he, <br>'What a spoon you must be, <br>Tommy D--, to send this here message to me: <br>Why if I was to fight about <br>What my friends write about, <br>My life I should be in continual fright about! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'As to telling you, who <br>Wrote that thing about you, <br>One word's worth a thousand -- Blow me if I do! <br>If you will be so gay, Sir, <br>The people will say, Sir, <br>That you are a Roué, and I'm</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Harris+Barham">Richard Harris Barham</a><div class=q>
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BEING A TRUE AND PARTICULAR ACCOUNT OF THE GRAND MILLING MATCH THAT DIDN'T TAKE PLACE 

SAYS Tom D-- to F--r 
T'other morning, 'I say, Sir, 
You've call'd me a Roué, a Dicer, and Racer, 
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