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Into the boat the breeze blows fair, / It blows across the deck; / It blows the little children's hair, -- / They get it in the neck.
And in this picture you may see / The happy girls and boys, / So true to life, -- but thankful be / You cannot hear the noise.
The great steam-whistle's fearful squeaks. / The band, ill-tuned and loud; / The babies with their screams and shrieks, / The bustle of the crowd.
Grown People, you'd prefer, afloat, / A private yacht, I'm sure; / Then shun the gay excursion boat / Unless you're very poor.