Oh say, gentle maiden, may I be your lover. Condemn me no longer to... Alas, gentle errant, I am not a maiden. I'm married to Sir Oswald,... Fear not, gentle lady, for I know a locksmith. To his forge we.... Alas, sir and madam, to help I am unable. My technical knowledge.... I'm back from the wars with dread news of disaster. a terrible .... Alas and alack! I am locked up forever! Then up spake a pageboy... Those are the six that I used to sing, 50something years ago. If the lost one is there, that might trigger a memory. Or just ask. Then there was the variant all sung in Spoonerisms......
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