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1849–1917

A STRIKING RESEMBLANCE

Ruth McEnery Stuart

Two Widgelums went for a walk one day By the shores of a shimmering sea; And one of them said to the other, “I pray, Now what's your opinion of me?”

Then the Widgelum looked at his widgelous mate: “My charming companion,” said he, “The things that I think I am loath to relate, You look so exactly like me.”

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