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Renounce the world, old Cassock cries,
With vice and folly it abounds;
But yet, in worldly vanities,
Cassock spends Twenty Thousand Pounds.

Renounce the world, old Cassock cries,
With vice and folly it abounds;
But yet, in worldly vanities,
Cassock spends Twenty Thousand Pounds.
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