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Old Mordaunt's Web (or Penny's for the Poor)
Apologies to— Mary Howitt (1829)
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"Will you walk into my pantry?" said old Mordaunt to the poor;
" It’s the poshest little pantry, see, up there, just through that door!
The way into my pantry is up a winding stair,
And I have many pretty things to show when you are there."
"Oh no, no!" said the hungry poor, "to ask us is in vain,
For who went up your winding stair have ne'...
The way into my pantry is up a winding stair,
And I have many pretty things to show when you are there."
"Oh no, no!" said the hungry poor, "to ask us is in vain,
For who went up your winding stair have ne'...
Friday 16th December 2022 11:33 am
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