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ld Charlie was a PhD of two-score years and four
When Liz walked in his Chaucer classroom door.
O never were such kindred souls on God's green earth yet found;
She burned the rice, he read "To Rosemounde".

Oh scandal! cried the parents loud unto the regents' ears
Oh are you blind unto her tender years?
We'll sue the living hell out of you and your sleazy friend.
We'll come with lawyers when we come again.

'Twas in the merry month of May when birdies sing so sweet
That Charlie and his maiden made retreat.
They packed his books and manuscripts drove off and disappeared
Beneath old Halley's comet, one moonless night so clear.

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