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He said that he may ask but once
And should you get your answer wrong
The whiplash on your skin would tell
Your misery and your dullard’s song

He said that should he ask you twice
If generous natured was his heart
To give full chance to get it right
He’d make your fresher fears depart

He said that should he ask you thrice
His patience would be surely strained
Your back would surely feels his blows
With all the doubt that there remained

And if a fourth time you were wrong
Or if his wisdom you denied
You’d find your questions and your pride
With silence unto death replied

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