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(Nicarchus)

The day when Charmus ran with five
In Arcady, as I'm alive,
He came in seventh. — " Five and one
Make seven, you say? It can't be done. " —
Well, if you think it needs a note,
A friend in a fur overcoat
Ran with him, crying all the while,
" You'll beat 'em, Charmus, by a mile! "
And so he came in seventh.
Therefore, good Zoilus, you see
The thing is plain as plain can be;
And with four more for company,
He would have been eleventh.
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