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house and the coins in my purse, I will give to the man who can remove this foul curse!'
The old man's plea went out and was told near and far, it was whispered by gossips, and made light of in the bar But one day into town strolled a strange little fellow, his robes were all tattered,
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and his skin a sickly yellow.
'I can cure your boy!' he told the ripe drunken sod, 'I will make him good as new, this lad you call Todd.' The father cried, 'His names not Todd! It's Jelly, you snot! But go on and give it a try... Give it your best shot.'
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