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Congratulations, Keith Newman.
I wish I was having supper at the Dorchester Hotel in London, England tonight, with a free selection from the menu, someone else paying the bill, and wonderful company.
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Overhead, the Albatross hangs motionless upon the air,
And deep beneath the rolling waves,
In labyrinths of Coral Caves,
The Echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand;
And everthing is Green and Submarine
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