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There was a Young Lady of Turkey, Who wept when the weather was murky; When the day turned out fine, She ceased to repine, That capricious Young Lady of Turkey.
Edward Lear’s other poems:
- There Was a Young Person of Smyrna
- There Was an Old Person in Gray
- There Was An Old Person Of Basing
- The Courtship of the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bo
- Cold Are The Crabs
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