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I've promised to visit by dinner–timeBagdad, and accept the primeOf the Head–Cook's pottage, all he's rich in,For having left, in the Caliph's kitchen,Of a nest of scorpions no survivor:With him I proved no bargain–driver,With you, don't think I'll bate a stiver!And folks who put me in a passionMay find me pipe after another fashion." XI. "How?" cried the Mayor, "d' ye think I brookBeing worse treated than a Cook?