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This morning when that homely, long-legged clerk / Come in he had a rose he got somewhere; / He went and kind of leaned against her chair, / Instead of goin' on about his work, / And stood around and talked to her awhile, / Because the boss was out, -- and both took care / To watch the door; and when he left her there / He dropped the flower with a sickish smile.
I snuck it from the glass of water she / Had stuck it in, and tore it up and put / It on the floor and smashed it with my foot, / When neither him nor her was watchin' me -- / I'd like to rub the stem acrost his nose, / And I wish they'd never be another rose.