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Will you come into my
parlour?"
said the Spider to the Fly,
'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I've many things to show you when you are there."
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"Oh no, no,"
said the little Fly,
"to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down
again."
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