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boeuf et cheval salé froid--
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you couldn't do much with horse ice-cream,
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so it sort of trailed by the end.
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And somebody once wrote many a superb champion of Longchamps,
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that is the racetrack,
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met their end on the table of some well-heeled person
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from the western fancy districts of Paris.
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But, it ceased being funny,
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and it was nothing like the siege of Leningrad
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where something like a million people died
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in World War Two of starvation; but,
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there were all sorts of little caskets