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Two neighbors lived across a road,
One raised his crops by luck and wish.
The other treated play with scorn,
Neighbors they were, each with the knack
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Two neighbors lived across a road
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Kansas City Magazine (1965) 28.
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Neighbors they were, each with the knack / Of holding his nose for the other’s lack—