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ANACREONTICS.
But the punch that J. T. Johnston made was the punch of all the punches.
The great Panurge went under ground,[1] so says his curious story,
And there a wondrous sign he found, St. Bottle in his glory,
It stirred his mighty wits to song, a song which I'm afraid is
A bit too broad, though none too long, to sing before the ladies.
There was a better oracle for Johnston's congregation,
For it required no priest to tell a word of explanation;[2]
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