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Up through the next floor on its way / That rocket, dread, went tearing / Where Winkle stood in bath-robe, gay, / A tepid bath preparing.
The tub it punctured like a shot / And made a mighty splashing. / The man was rooted to the spot; / Then out the door went dashing.