And to drink, I water shun like a mad dog—Tom Smith.
If “a guinea you’ve to spend,” I advise you as a friend,
To put it in the Savings’ Bank forthwith—Tom Smith.
You will want it before long, and sing another song,
Unless, as I suspect, you are a myth—Tom Smith.
J. R. Planche.
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CHEER, BOYS! CHEER!
Cheer, boys! cheer! no more of idle sorrow,
Courage, true hearts, shall bear us on our way!