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December 31, 2012
Percoughalees had a rival,
he was an Admiral of the Fleet,
who Mendotta met in MacQuarie Street,
when she collapsed in the Sydney heat.
Admiral Unkonkey came to her rescue,
scooping her up in his powerful arms.
And when Mendotta opened her eyes,
she fell for his Manley charms.
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