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My son, if you go to the races to battle with Ikey and Mo, / Remember, it's seldom the pigeon can pick out the eye of the crow; / Remember, they live by the business; remember, my son, and go slow!
If ever an owner should tell you, "Back mine"--don't you be such a flat. / He knows his own cunning no doubt--does he know what the others are at? / Find out what he's frightened of most, and invest a few dollars on that.