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They called him Mr What's his name	A
From where he was or why he came	A
Or when or what he found to do	B
Nobody in the city knew	B
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He lived it seemed shut up alone	C
In a low hovel of his own	C
There cooked his meals and made his bed	D
Careless of all his neighbors said	D
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His neighbors too said many things	E
Expressive of grave wonderings	E
Since none of them had ever been	F
Within his doors or peered therein	F
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In fact grown watchful they became	A
Assured that Mr What's his name	A
Was up to something wrong indeed	G
Small doubt of it we all agreed	G
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At night were heard strange noises there	H
When honest people everywhere	H
Had long retired and his light	I
Was often seen to burn all night	I
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He left his house but seldom then	J
Would always hurry back again	J
As though he feared some stranger's knock	K
Finding him gone might burst the lock	K
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Beside he carried every day	L
At the one hour he went away	L
A basket with the contents hid	M
Beneath its woven willow lid	M
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And so we grew to greatly blame	A
This wary Mr What's his name	A
And look on him with such distrust	N
His actions seemed to sanction just	N
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But when he died he died one day	L
Dropped in the street while on his way	L
To that old wretched hut of his	E
You'll think it strange perhaps it is	E
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But when we lifted him and past	O
The threshold of his home at last	O
No man of all the crowd but stepped	P
With reverence Aye quailed and wept	P
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What was it Just a shriek of pain	Q
I pray to never hear again	J
A withered woman old and bowed	R
That fell and crawled and cried aloud	R
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And kissed the dead man's matted hair	H
Lifted his face and kissed him there	H
Called to him as she clutched his hand	S
In words no one could understand	S
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Insane Yes Well we searching found	T
An unsigned letter in a round	T
Free hand within the dead man's breast	U
'Look to my mother I'm at rest	U
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You'll find my money safely hid	M
Under the lining of the lid	M
Of my work basket It is hers	E
And God will bless her ministers '	-
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And some day though he died unknown	C
If through the City by the Throne	C
I walk all cleansed of earthly shame	A
I'll ask for Mr What's his name	A

James Whitcomb Riley

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