L was a fine new Lamp;
But when the wick was lit,
Papa he said, “This Light ai n't good!
I cannot read a bit!”
L was a fine new Lamp;
But when the wick was lit,
Papa he said, “This Light ai n't good!
I cannot read a bit!”
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