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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXXIII. Paradoxes.

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There was a little Guinea-pig,         Who, being little, was not big;         He always walked upon his feet,         And never fasted when he eat.         When from a place he ran away,         He never at that place did stay;         And while he ran, as I am told,         He ne'er stood still for young or old.         He often squeak'd and sometimes vi'lent,         And when he squeak'd he ne'er was silent;         Though ne'er instructed by a cat,         He knew a mouse was not a rat.         One day, as I am certified,         He took a whim and fairly died;         And, as I'm told by men of sense,         He never has been living since.

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