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Слушать(AI)Those Annual Bills
These annual bills! these annual bills!
How many a song their discord
Of "truck" consumed, enjoyed, forgot,
Since I was skinned by last year's lot!
Those joyous beans are passed away;
Those onions blithe,
O where are they?
Once loved, lost, mourned—now vexing
Your shades troop back in annual bills!
And so 'twill be when I'm
These yearly duns will still go round,
While other bards, with frantic quills,
Shall damn and damn these annual bills!
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