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How many were going to St Ives?  Were the cats in sacks alive? Who cares if every one arrived? For the greatest riddle I derive Is how on earth, do you surmise, that poor man coped with seven wives?
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Apr 27, 2010
Apr 27, 2010 at 1:27 PM UTC
As I was going to St Ives
How many were going to St Ives?  Were the cats in sacks alive? Who cares if every one arrived? For the greatest riddle I derive Is how on earth, do you surmise, that poor man coped with seven wives?
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Apr 27, 2010
Apr 27, 2010 at 1:27 PM UTC
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