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The rum was rich and rare	A
There were wagers in the air	A
The atmosphere was rosy and the tongues were wagging free	B
But one was in the revel	C
Whose occiput was level	C
Plain Josephus Riley from the North Countree	B
	-
The conversation's flow	D
Was not devoid of blow	D
And neither was it wanting in the plain colloquial D	B
With a most ingenuous smile	E
This here is not my style	E
Said plain Josephus Riley from the North Countree	B
	-
And I wouldn't be averse	F
To emptying my purse	F
And laying some small wager with the present companee	G
To cut the matter short	H
Foot racing is my forte	I
Said plain Josephus Riley from the North Countree	B
	-
I think it's on the cards	J
That I can run three hundred yards	J
The match to be decided where you gentlemen agree	B
Against your fleetest horse	K
The race would prove a source	K
Of pleasure said Josephus from the North Countree	B
	-
To equalise the task	L
This little start I ask	L
The rider ere he follows must imbibe a cup of tea	B
A simple breakfast cup	M
He will have to swallow up	M
That's me Josephus Riley from the North Countree	B
	-
Then a knowing 'un looked wise	N
Begged to apologise	N
But might he ask what temp'rature the liquid was to be	B
Would it come from out the pot	O
Milkless steaming boiling hot	O
Oh not at all said Riley from the North Countree	B
	-
Allow me to explain	G
I do observe with pain	G
This jocular reflection on my native honestee	O
My bump of truth is huge	P
I'd scorn a subterfuge	P
Said plain Josephus Riley from the North Countree	B
	-
Before the parties start	O
I'll take the Judge apart	O
To prove by tasting whether I have tampered with	Q
And I beg to state again	G
Your suspicions give me pain	G
Said plain Josephus Riley from the North Countree	B
	-
Then they were all satisfied	O
That the match was boneefied	O
The bond was signed and Riley went to preparate the tea	O
But his slow ambiguous smile	E
Would have seemed to token guile	E
In any man but Riley from the North Countree	B
	-
He brought the fatal cup	M
By its saucer covered up	M
The Judge examined its contents with awful gravitee	O
Then read the papers o'er	B
But could not find a flaw	R
Wade in Josephus Riley from the North Countree	B
	-
Then the wagerer just bowed	O
And passing through the crowd	O
He handed up the beverage unto the wageree	B
And off across the flat	O
Springing gaily pit a pat	O
Went plain Josephus Riley from the North Countree	B
	-
But behind him what a yell	S
Of execration fell	S
From lips that lent themselves to shapes of great profanitee	O
For the people of that town	G
Were done a lovely brown	G
By plain Josephus Riley from the North Countree	B
	-
And here's the reason why	T
The tea was simply DRY	T
You might eat it but to drink it was impossibilitee	O
But curious to state	O
Men did not appreciate	O
This hum'rous innovation from the North Countree	T
	-
You'll understand of course	N
That wager was a source	N
Of very little profit to the hapless wageree	T
And dating from that day	O
I much regret to say	O
Men look askance at Riley from the North Countree	T

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