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  When I think of the follies I licked, And the liquorice all sorts I picked, Sherbet dabs, big and little, All that hard peanut brittle, My conscience gets horribly pricked.  (a) Why does the poetess feel her conscience horribly pricked? (b) What was responsible for the poetess's present state of pain and sufferings and guilt feelings? (c) What did the poetess eat the most?

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                  (a) Having almost all her teeth lost or filled and having gone through the extreme pain of drilling and fillings and having now to wait for her turn at the old dentist's clinic pricked the poetess's conscience. (b) The poetess's love for a number of follies, liquorices, sherbets and peanut brittles was responsible for her present sufferings and guilt. (c) The poetess ate all kinds of sweets like follies, liquorice, sherbet dabs, peanut brittles etc.