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So off to the bedroom he wentMuttering something about not being bent.The drawers, to the right of the windowWere the ones he needed and so,He opened the top, and tipped out the lotAnd picked out some net stockings to borrow.His wife with a look of slight horror,Stood at the room door watching over,"I think you will find, that those stockings are mine,and pink certainly is not your colour"