| Will you walk a little faster? |
| said a whiting to a snail
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| There’s a porpoise close behind us, and he’s treading on my tail
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| Don’t you see how eagerly the turtles and the lobsters all advance
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| They are waiting on the shingle, won’t you come and join the dance?
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| Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, won’t you join the dance?
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| You can really have no notion how delightful it will be
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| When they take us up and throw us, with the lobsters in the sea
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| But the snail replied «Too far, too far!"and gave a look askance
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| Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the dance
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| Would not, could not, would not, could not, would not join the dance
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| What matters it how far we go? |
| his scaly friend replied
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| There is another shore, you know, upon the other side
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| The further off from England the nearer is to France
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| Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance
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| (repeat to fade)
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| --Lewis Carroll, «Alice in Wonderland"-- |