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While these recitals were “on the hooks”,
There would, of course, in the varied nooks
That different parts of a train afford,
Be certain ones of our race aboard,
Who did not care if the world be righted
Or wronged, by rhythmical lines recited
And they were dealing, one might suppose,
In some original bits of prose,
Discussions of stocks and politics,
And human nature's unnumbered tricks,
Of church and state: and a deacon old
This tale to some listening sinners told:
There would, of course, in the varied nooks
That different parts of a train afford,
Be certain ones of our race aboard,
Who did not care if the world be righted
Or wronged, by rhythmical lines recited
And they were dealing, one might suppose,
In some original bits of prose,
Discussions of stocks and politics,
And human nature's unnumbered tricks,
Of church and state: and a deacon old
This tale to some listening sinners told:
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