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I reckon that ye never knew, / That dandy slugger, Tom Carew, / He had a touch as light an' free / As that of any honey-bee; / But where it lit there wasn't much / To jestify another touch.
O, what a Sunday-school it was / To watch him puttin' up his paws / An' roominate upon their heft -- / Particular his holy left! / Tom was my style -- that's all I say; / Some others may be equal gay.