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I had some things that I called mine
And God, that he called his
Till, recently a rival Claim
Disturbed these amities
The property, my garden
Which having sown with care
He claims the pretty acre
And sends a Bailiff there
The station of the parties
Forbids publicity
But Justice is sublimer
Than arms, or pedigree
I'll institute an "Action"
I'll vindicate the law
Jove! Choose your counsel
I retain "Shaw"!