A Bear with whom a Piedmontese   Had voyaged from the Polar seas,
  And by whose strange unwieldy gambols
  He earned a living in his rambles,
  One day, upon his hind legs set,
  Began to dance a minuet.
  At length, being tired, as well he might,
  Of standing such a time upright,
  He to a Monkey near advancing,
  Exclaimed: "What think you of my dancing?"
  "Really," he said, "ahem!" (I'm sure
  This Monkey was a connoisseur)
  "To praise it, I'd indeed be glad,
  Only it is so very bad!"
  "How!" said the Bear, not over pleased,
  "Surely, your judgment is diseased,
  Or else you cannot well have seen
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