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'Aye,' said the boozer, 'I tell you it's true, sir, / I once was a punter with plenty of pelf, / But gone is my glory, I'll tell you the story / How I stiffened my horse and got stiffened myself.
''Twas a mare called the Cracker, I came down to back her, / But found she was favourite all of a rush, / The folk just did pour on to lay six to four on, / And several bookies were killed in the crush.