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QUICK as he felt the sarpent bite
He raised his scythe, with all his might
He struck ter once a deadly blow,
That laid the pizen creeter low.

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HE tuk the riptyle in his hand,
And straight he went tew Molly Bland;
Oh! Molly, Molly, here you see
A pizen sarpent, what bit me.


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ZERUBBABEL, why did ye go,
Intu the meadow for to mow?
Oh! Molly Bland, I thought you knowed
'Twas Daddy's field, and must be mowed.

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THEN Molly Bland, she squatted down,
And sucked the pizen from the wound;
But oh! she had a rotten tewth:
The venim soon affected both.


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OH, then they ware all spotted o'er
With all the colors that the sarpent wore,
They laid 'em both upon a bed,
And they swelled up and di-i-ed!

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THEN when they had gin up the ghost,
From “Springfield Mounting” they went post;
And they larfed, and sung, as up they went,
As chipper, as if there wa'nt no pizen Sar-pent.


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