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I had seen rosin was the fuel,
Rosin men will catch the devil;
I then went to the post-office,
Thought one dollar to suffice
In buying ten ten-cent stumps,
And give my letters required lamps
To hie them to their home;
But when I asked they did not come,
My one dollar Confederate note
Did not have on its new coat,
I first thought a stranger might
Be looked upon as not all right;
I then went to Gouch’s store,
And sent his boy to try once more,
Then his sprightly youth,
Could not make the note tell the truth,
When he had brought it back,
I posted it on the show case smack
And wrote beneath this warning take,
The like of me he does forsake,
Cousin Sam at last has gotten
One agent that is not rotten,
And though he made the stamps and bill,
One will not pass when looking ill,
Yet folks did say when they saw this,
He wont take this, he is a fish;
I then sent a five dollar note,
Which got the stamps in its new coat,
I then could but soliloquize,
Cousin Sam at last has got a prize,
No wonder of the many he has fished,
