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My father is a peaceful man	A
He tries in every way he can	A
To live a life of gentleness	B
And patience all the while	C
He says that needless fretting's vain	D
That it's absurd to be profane	D
That nearly every wrong can be	E
Adjusted with a smile	C
Yet try no matter how he will	F
There's one thing that annoys him still	F
One thing that robs him of his calm	G
And leaves him very sore	H
He cannot keep his self control	I
When with a shovel full of coal	I
He misses where it's headed for	H
And hits the furnace door	H
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He measures with a careful eye	J
The space for which he's soon to try	J
Then grabs his trusty shovel up	K
And loads it in the bin	L
Then turns and with a healthy lunge	M
That's two parts swing and two parts plunge	M
He lets go at the furnace fire	N
Convinced it will go in	L
And then we hear a sudden smack	O
The cellar air turns blue and black	O
Above the rattle of the coal	I
We hear his awful roar	H
From dreadful language upward hissed	P
We know that father's aim has missed	P
And that his shovel full of coal	I
Went up against the door	H
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The minister was here one day	Q
For supper and Pa went away	Q
To fix the furnace fire and soon	R
We heard that awful roar	H
And through the furnace pipes there came	S
Hot words that made Ma blush for shame	S
'It strikes me ' said the minister	N
'He hit the furnace door '	-
Ma turned away and hung her head	T
'I'm so ashamed ' was all she said	T
And then the minister replied	U
'Don't worry I admit	V
That when I hit the furnace door	H
And spill the coal upon the floor	H
I quite forget the cloth I wear	W
And er swear a little bit '	-

Edgar Albert Guest

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