A Most Peculiar Man

He was a most peculiar man
 That's what Mrs. Riordan says and she should know
 She lived upstairs from him
 She said he was a most peculiar man
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 He was a most peculiar man
 
 He lived all alone within a house,
 Within a room, within himself
 A most peculiar man
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 He had no friends, he seldom spoke
 And no one in turn ever spoke to him,
 Cause he wasn't friendly and he didn't care
 And he wasn't like them
 Oh, no, he was a most peculiar man
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 He died last saturday
 He turned on the gas and he went to sleep
 With the windows closed, so he'd never wake up
 To a silent world and his tiny room
 And Mrs. Riordan says he has a brother somewhere
 Who should be notified soon
 And all the people said: "What a shame that he's dead,
 but wasn't he a most peculiar man?"