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AT MALVERN WELLS
At Malvern Wells I ventured out:
The wind was east, but veered about
To Nor'-nor'-east. I felt it chilly;
My doctor called me—more than silly,
And said I well deserved the gout.
His sage advice I deigned to flout;
This was the reason why, no doubt,
I found the roads so very hilly
At Malvern Wells.
Dull aches, rheumatic demons stout,
I strove in vain to put to rout:
The east wind whistled very shrilly,
Till suddenly I came on Lily
At Malvern Wells.
