(spoken)
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Presenta the grand circo!
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The prima del mondo!
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La grand successo!
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Giulia Nova Vittorio!
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Fantastico!
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Magnifico!
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Spectaculario!
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(spoken)
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Here Alice ventured to interupt -
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"It's very long" she said as politely as she could -
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"Will you tell me first which road?"
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Tweedledum smiled gently and began again.
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(spoken)
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The sun was shining on the sea,
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Shining with all his might;
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He did his very best to make
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The billows smoothe and bright -
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And this was odd, because it was
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The middle of the night.
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(sung)
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The moon was shining sulkily
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Because she thought the sun
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Had got no business to be there
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After the day was done.
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"It's very rude of him," she said,
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"To come and spoil all the fun."
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(sung)
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The sea was wet as wet could be,
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The sands were dry as dry.
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You could not see a cloud
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Because no cloud was in the sky.
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No birds were flying overhead
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There were no birds to fly.
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(spoken)
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The Walrus and the Carpenter
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Were walking close at hand.
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They wept like anything to see
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Such quantities of sand.
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"If this were only cleared away,"
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They said, "it would be grand."
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(spoken)
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"If seven maids with seven mops
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Swept it for half a year,
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Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
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"That they could get it clear?"
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"I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
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And shed a bitter tear.
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(spoken)
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"O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
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The Walrus did beseech.
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"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
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Along the briny beach.
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We cannot do with more than four,
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To give a hand to each."
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(spoken)
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The eldest Oyster looked at him,
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But never a word he said.
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The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
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And shook his heavy head -
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Meaning to say he did not choose
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To leave the oyster bed.
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(sung)
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But four young Oysters hurried up,
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All eager for their treat,
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Their coats were brushed,
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Their faces washed,
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Their shoes were clean and neat,
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And this was odd,
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Because you know they hadn't any feet.
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(sung)
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Four other Oysters followed them
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And yet another four,
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And thick and fast they came at last,
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And more, and more, and more,
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All hopping through the frothy waves
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And scrambling to the shore.
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(sung)
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The Walrus and the Carpenter
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Walked on a mile or so,
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And then they rested on a rock
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Conveniently low,
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And all the little Oysters stood
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And waited in a row.
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(spoken)
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"The time has come," the Walrus said,
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"To talk of many things;
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Of shoes - and ships - and sealing wax -
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Of cabbages - and kings -
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And why the sea is boiling hot -
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And whether pigs have wings."
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(sung)
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"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
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"Before we have our chat,
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For some of us are out of breath,
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And all of us are fat!"
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"No hurry," said the Carpenter,
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They thanked him much for that.
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(sung)
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"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
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"Is what we chiefly need,
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Pepper and vinegar besides,
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Are very good indeed,
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Now, if you're ready oysters dear,
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We can begin to feed."
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(sung)
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"Not on us!" the Oysters cried
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Turning a little blue,
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"After such kindness that would be
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A dismal thing to do."
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(spoken)
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"The night is fine," the Walrus said,
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"Do you admire the view?"
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(spoken)
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"It was so kind of you to come!
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And you are very nice."
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The Carpenter said nothing but,
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"Cut us another slice.
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I wish you were not quite so deaf -
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I've had to ask you twice."
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(spoken)
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"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
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"To play them such a trick,
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After we've brought them out so far,
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And made them trot so quick."
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The Carpenter said nothing but,
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"The butter's spread to thick."
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(spoken)
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"I weep for you," the Walrus said,
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"I deeply sympathize."
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(sung)
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With sobs and tears he sorted out
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Those of the largest size,
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Holding his pocket handkerchief
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Before his streaming eyes.
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(spoken)
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"Oh oysters" said the Carpenter,
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"You've had a pleasant run -
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Trot |