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It sorter skeer'd the neighbours round	A
For of all the 'tarnal set thet clutches	B
Their dollars firm he wus the boss	C
An' yet he went and byed a Duchess	D
I never will forget the day	E
He druv her from the city market	F
I guess thar warn't more'n two	G
Thet stayed to hum thet day in Clarket	F
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And one of them wus Gran'pa Finch	H
Who's bed rid up to Spense's attic	I
The other Aunt Mehitabel	J
Whose jints and temper is rheumatic	I
She said she guessed that Deacon Fry	K
Would some day see he'd done more fitter	L
To send his dollars savin' souls	M
Than waste 'em on a horn'd critter	L
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We all turn'd out at Pewse's store	N
The last one jest inside the village	O
The Jedge he even chanc'd along	P
And so did good old Elder Millage	Q
We sot around on kegs and planks	R
And on the fence we loung'd precarious	D
The Elder felt to speak a word	F
And sed his thoughts wus very various	D
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He sed the Deacon call'd to mind	F
The blessed patriarchs and their cattle	J
To whose herds cum a great increase	S
When they in furrin parts did settle	J
We nodded all our skulls at this	T
But Argue Bill he rapped his crutches	U
Sed he I guess they never paid	F
Five hundred dollars for a 'Duchess '	-
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Bill and the Elder allers froze	V
To subjects sorter disputatious	V
So on the 'lasses keg they sot	F
And had an argue fair and spacious	V
Good land when Solon cum in sight	F
By lawyer Smithett's row o' beeches	V
His black span seemed to crawl along	P
Ez slow ez Dr Jones's leeches	V
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Sez Sister Fry who was along	P
I sorter think my specs is muggy	W
But Solon started out from hum	X
This mornin' in the new top buggy	W
Jeddiah rid old chestnut Jim	Y
An' Sammy rid the roan filly	W
I told 'em when they started off	Z
It looked redikless soft and silly	W
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To see three able bodied men	A2
An' four stout horses drive one critter	L
O land o' song will some one look	B2
From hed to foot I'm in a twitter	L
Wal up we swarm'd on Pewse's fence	V
And Bill he histed on his crutches	V
We all was curus to behold	F
The Deac's five hundred dollar Duchess	V
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I've heerd filosofurs declar	L
This life be's kind o' snarly jinted	F
And every human standin' thar	L
Felt sorter gin'ral disappointed	F
What sort o' crazy animile	W
Hed got the Deacon in its clutches	V
They cum along in spankin' style	W
Old Solon and his sons and Duchess	V
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Her heels wus up her hed wus down	C2
An or'nary cross gritted critter	L
As ever browsed around the town	C2
And kept the women folks a twitter	L
A boostin' up the garding rails	V
And browsin' on the factory bleachin'	C2
And kickin' up the milkin' pails	V
Bill he riz up ez true ez preachin'	C2
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Sez he excited like I'll 'low	W
To swaller both these here old crutches	V
Ef thet ain't Farmer Slyby's cow	D2
Old Bossie turn'd inter a Duchess	V
Wal 'twus k'rect The Deacon swore	L
Some hefty swars and sot the clutches	V
Of law to work but seed no more	L
The chap thet sold him thet thar Duchess	V

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