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LUDWIG By the mystic regulation
Of our dark Association,
Ere you open conversation
With another kindred soul,
You must eat a sausage roll!

CH. You must eat a sausage roll,
a sausage roll!

LUD. If, in turn, he eats another,
That's a sign that he's a brother;
Each may fully trust the other.
It is quaint and it is droll,
But it's bilious on the whole.

CH. Very bilious, very bilious on the whole.

LUD. It's a greasy kind of pasty,
Which, perhaps, a judgement hasty
Might consider rather tasty:
Once (to speak without disguise)
It found favour in our eyes.

CH. It found favour, it found favour in our eyes.

LUD. But when you've been six months feeding
(As we have) on this exceeding
Bilious food, it's no illbreeding
If at these repulsive pies
Our offended gorges rise!

CH. Yes, at these repulsive pies
Our offended gorges rise!

LUD. But,

ALL But,

LUD. & CH. But,
By the mystic regulation
Of our dark Association,
Ere you open conversation
With another kindred soul,
You must eat a sausage roll!
CH. You must eat a sausage roll,
a sausage roll!

LUD. A sausage roll,
a sausage roll!
A roll, a roll, a sausage roll!
A sausage roll!

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By Arthur Sullivan
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Grand Duke No. 2
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Ludwig
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