Surely I knew that by and by
You cursed your gods and died.
The Whiz Bang also will publish for the first time in any national magazine “Toledo Slim,” a parallel to “The Blue Velvet Band,” and it winds up with this:
One foggy day on Market Street, I met him sure as fate,
He tried to get the drop on me, but was a moment late;
I sent a bullet crashing into the traitor’s brain,
And then I made my getaway, and glommed an eastbound train.
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