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Lunicola.
by Jacob BigelowThe man in the moon came down at noon,
Inquiring the way to Norwich.
The man of the South has burnt his mouth,
Eating cold milk porridge.
Lunicola, meridie, ad terram descendebat,
Et viam ad Norvicum assidue qu'rebat.
Australis vir ineptus est et os excoriavit,
Dum lacteum perfrigidum incontinens voravit.