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Eugene Field Poem
The Convalescent Gripster
 by Eugene Field

The gods let slip that fiendish grip
Upon me last week Sunday-
No fiercer storm than racked my form
E'er swept the Bay of Fundy;
But now, good-by
To drugs, say I-
Good-by to gnawing sorrow;
I am up to-day,
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