| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - n I go out to dinnerAnd come home a little 'so so,'I try to creep up through the hall-way,As still as a mouse, on tip-toe,She is sure to be waiting up for meAnd then comes a nice little scene,'What, you tell me you are sober, you wretch you,Now do not think that I am so green!My life is quite worn out with you, man,'Oh, my wife is a most knowing woman!She knows me much better than I do,Her eyes are l
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