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The Marquis de Mincepie am I,
From the land of cold plum pudding,
Where the weather's cold and dry,
And we've lots of coats and hooding,
Where drinks are hot and strong,
In ancient silver flagons,
And we dance to the sound of the gong,
And our pets are all snapdragons, snapdragons, snapdragons.
And so, if you put the question,
And inquire who am I?
From the state of Indigestion
Comes the Marquis de Mincepie.

[Chorus] And so, if we put the question,
He will tell us, standing by,
From the state of Indigestion
Comes the Marquis de Mincepie.
The Marquis de Mincepie,
The Marquis de Mincepie,
The Marquis de Mincepie.

By Arthur Sullivan
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The Marquis de Mincepie
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