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They're running another! Hi, Russell, look sharp! / Buzz her in! / Excuse me, you fellows -- a Captain must carp -- / Buzz her in! / The fielding's disgusting! when crossing our swords, / Or rather our bats, on the greensward of "Lords" / You "must" loose some few of your muscular cords -- / Buzz her in!
Let her come like a flash, and remember, shy straight! / Buzz her in! / We don't want a fourer made into an eight -- / Buzz her in! / Suppress all the Extras you possibly can, / For often they total far more than a man -- / Just think of last year and the short runs they ran! / Buzz her in!