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===&amp;#039;&amp;#039;The Mule&amp;#039;&amp;#039;===&lt;br /&gt;
My father was a donkey, for&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My mother loved an elf --&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Or that&amp;#039;s how people treat me, so&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I just keep to myself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I play the drum, pipe, and lysard,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I forge, and fence with skill,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But Cook says keep from mother&amp;#039;s sight,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Your presence makes her ill.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A pair of hairy donkey ears&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Would not cause more disdain&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Than these small pointed ears I have.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I&amp;#039;ve folded them in vain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes I almost start to say,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;This really isn&amp;#039;t fair --&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I did not choose to be this way!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But nobody would care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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They haven&amp;#039;t put me in a stall,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I&amp;#039;ve got my nook and hearth,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
They haven&amp;#039;t hitched me to a plow,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But donkeys have more worth.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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When company is here, I&amp;#039;m sworn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To never show my face,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I&amp;#039;m sure visitors know I&amp;#039;m here,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But I am a disgrace.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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If I could hold a concert, oh!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What would the watchers say?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I&amp;#039;d bet, &amp;quot;Bright gods, the boy can sing?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We always thought he&amp;#039;d bray.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I&amp;#039;ll outlive every one of them,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Scarce comfort that will be --&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I&amp;#039;d rather die tomorrow, if&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Someone would smile at me.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Three generations down the line,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
They&amp;#039;ll still keep me up here&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And say, &amp;quot;Stay quiet, wretched thing,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When company is near.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I dream I see the elven lord,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He&amp;#039;s glad to see I grew --&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He offers words of comfort&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And a helpful shoulder, too.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But I wake knowing it&amp;#039;s a lie,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And I keep to myself --&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His kind would name me &amp;#039;mule&amp;#039; too,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For I&amp;#039;m only part elf!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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