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          $TESTO ORIGINALE  
  $WE SKIPPED THE LIGHT FANDANGO@ 
AND TURNED CARTWHEELS CROSS THE 
FLOOR/@ $I WAS FEELING KIND OF SEA-
SICK@ BUT THE CROWD CALLED OUT FOR 
MORE@ THE ROOM WAS HUMMING HAR-  
DER@ AS THE CEILING FLEW AWAY@ WHEN 
WE CALLED OUT FOR ANOTHER DRINK@ THE
WAITER BROUGHT A TRAY@ AND SO IT WAS
THAT LATER@ AS THE MILLER TOLD HIS 
TALE@ THAT HER FACE AT FIRST JUST 
GHOSTLY@ TURNED A WHITER SHADE OF PA
-LE/@ 
  $SHE SAID, ($THERE IS NO REASON,@ 
AND THE TRUTH IS PLAIN TO SEE),@ BUT
$I WANDERED THROUGH MY PLAYING 
CARDS@ AND WOULD NOT LET HER BE@ ONE
OF SIXTEEN VESTAL VIRGINS@ WHO WERE 
LEAVING FOR THE COAST@ AND ALTHOUGH 
MY EYES WERE OPEN@ THEY MIGHT JUST 
HAVE WELL BEEN CLOSED@ AND SO IT WAS
THAT LATER@ AS THE MILLER TOLD HIS 
TALE@ THAT HER FACE AT FIRST JUST 
GHOSTLY@ TURNED A WHITER SHADE OF PA
-LE/@@