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Full of smiles and grins... Alemug in a tilting paw... We all see out friend Trins! He goes to Inns and sings for drinks... He thinks we're silly, but its him WE think! Oh the Free Cantons were rueing the day... That Trinsic came to the Inn to play... Oh Trinsic..the RedFox...what do you know? What Ale, what heart have you stolen now? His minstrel tunes, they lighten a heart But some from purses or love he'll part A sly grin on that foxy face... Where will he be, what will he place? So listen, I say to you Protect you gold, and daughters too! For they say when Trins around... Good Gods its him, unleash the hounds!
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