Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.

Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, will you join the dance?

Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, won’t you join the dance?”’

‘Thank you, it’s a very interesting dance to watch,’ said Alice, feeling very glad that it was over at last: ‘and I do so like that curious song about the whiting!

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‘Oh, as to the whiting,’ said the Mock Turtle, ‘they — you’ve seen them, of course?’

‘Yes,’ said Alice, ‘I’ve often seen them at dinn —