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SYMPTOMS OF BEING TIPSY.

AN ILLUSTRATION.

WHEN Ideots rove on Danger's slippery brink,
Who never survey, cogitate or think:
They break their shins, then wonder tho' they sought it,
And ope their mouths and mumble—Who'd have thought it?
Besotted Benjamin, one wint'ry night
Came to an Inn
Where Carpenters had been;
Making the crazy chairs and tables tight;
Those artists left a three-inch nail behind,
And luckless Ben sat pat on it,
Too drunk to note the pain, with vacant mind,
He rose in haste to compass his desire,
And stood Colossus-like, before the fire,
When an arch fellow tittering hung his hat on it.