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The saris go by me from the embassies
Cloth from the moon
Cloth from another planet
They look back at the leopard like the leopard

Oh, hero of our younger race
Great builder of a temple new
Ruler, who sought no lordly place
Warrior who sheathed the sword he drew

Let's go see Old
Sitting in the marble and the moonlight,
Sitting lonely in the marble and the moonlight,
Quiet for ten thousand centuries, old Abe

Now that our hero has come back to us
in his white pants and we know his nose
trembling like a flag under fire,
we see the calm cold river is supporting