There was a mad man and he had a mad wife, And they lived in a mad town: And they had children three at a birth, And mad they were every one. The father was mad, the mother was mad, And the children mad beside; And they all got on a mad horse, And madly they did ride. They rode by night and they rode by day, Yet never a one of them fell; They rode so madly all the way, Till they came to the gates of hell. Old Nick was glad to see them so mad, And gladly let them in: But he soon grew sorry to see them so merry, And let them out again. |
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