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    PETINNI LOVED THE SUN. I love the sun, said Petinni, Amo il sole, he repeated In Italian; and indeed he did And sat in the small back garden In the striped deckchair With his cap and dark glasses; Being waited on my his fat wife, Maria, who brought him cold drinks, Cold coffee, fruit juices, and as She did so she sang Puccini arias To him so that her chins wobbled As jelly in a dish. Amo il sole, he said, And when not in his back garden Was on the beach sitting on some Other deckchair, his wif

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    PETINNI LOVED THE SUN. I love the sun, said Petinni, Amo il sole, he repeated In Italian; and indeed he did And sat in the small back garden In the striped deckchair With his cap and dark glasses; Being waited on my his fat wife, Maria, who brought him cold drinks, Cold coffee, fruit juices, and as She did so she sang Puccini arias To him so that her chins wobbled As jelly in a dish. Amo il sole, he said, And when not in his back garden Was on the beach sitting on some Other deckchair, his wif

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    PETINNI LOVED THE SUN. I love the sun, said Petinni, Amo il sole, he repeated In Italian; and indeed he did And sat in the small back garden In the striped deckchair With his cap and dark glasses; Being waited on my his fat wife, Maria, who brought him cold drinks, Cold coffee, fruit juices, and as She did so she sang Puccini arias To him so that her chins wobbled As jelly in a dish. Amo il sole, he said, And when not in his back garden Was on the beach sitting on some Other deckchair, his wif

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    PETINNI LOVED THE SUN.

    I love the sun, said Petinni, Amo il sole, he repeated In Italian; and indeed he did And sat in the small back garden In the stripped deckchair With his cap and dark glasses; Being waited on my his fat wife, Maria, who brought him cold drinks, Cold coffee, fruit juices, and as She did so she sang Puccini arias To him so that her chins wobbled As jelly in a dish. Amo il sole, he said, And when not in his back garden Was on the beach sitting on some Other deckchair, his wife beside him Straining her chair, humming some

    Verdi opera tune, and hed say Now and then, Maria, go fetch An ice-cream or go get us a coffees, And off shed plod upon the sands, Beneath the sun, singing Puccini, Cursing her husband, praising God.

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