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A passel o' the boys last night -- / An' me amongst 'em -- kindo got / To talkin' Temper'nce left an' right, / An' workin' up "blue-ribbon," _hot_; / An' while we was a-countin' jes' / How many bed gone into hit / An' signed the pledge, some feller says, -- / "Tom Johnson's quit! "
We laughed, of course -- 'cause Tom, you know, / _He's_ spiled more whisky, boy an' man, / And seed more trouble, high an' low, / Than any chap but Tom could stand: / And so, says I "_He's_ too nigh dead. / Far Temper'nce to benefit! " / The feller sighed agin, and said -- / "Tom Johnson's quit! "