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Więc spostrzegłszy omyłki, wskażę do kucharza:
Niech mi złodziej nie robi z zadka kałamarza.</poem>
| <poem>A maid , who hastened some bigos to season,
Went to the pantry, wherein, for the reason
Of frost, among bottles, stood ink in a cruet.
