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The whole world on a raft A King is here	A
The record of his grandeur but a smear	B
Is it his deacon beard or old bald pate	C
That makes the band upon his whims to wait	C
Loot and mud honey have his soul defiled	C
Quack pig and priest he drives camp meetings wild	C
Until they shower their pennies like spring rain	D
That he may preach upon the Spanish main	D
What landlord lawyer voodoo man has yet	C
A better native right to make men sweat	C
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The whole world on a raft A Duke is here	A
At sight of whose lank jaw the muses leer	A
Journeyman printer lamb with ferret eyes	E
In life's skullduggery he takes the prize	E
Yet stands at twilight wrapped in Hamlet dreams	F
Into his eyes the Mississippi gleams	F
The sandbar sings in moonlit veils of foam	G
A candle shines from one lone cabin home	G
The waves reflect it like a drunken star	A
A banjo and a hymn are heard afar	A
No solace on the lazy shore excels	H
The Duke's blue castle with its steamer bells	H
The floor is running water and the roof	I
The stars' brocade with cloudy warp and woof	I
	-
And on past sorghum fields the current swings	J
To Christian Jim the Mississippi sings	J
This prankish wave swept barque has won its place	K
A ship of jesting for the human race	K
But do you laugh when Jim bows down forlorn	L
His babe his deaf Elizabeth to mourn	L
And do you laugh when Jim from Huck apart	C
Gropes through the rain and night with breaking heart	C
	-
But now that imp is here and we can smile	M
Jim's child and guardian this long drawn while	M
With knife and heavy gun a hunter keen	N
He stops for squirrel meat in islands green	N
The eternal gamin sleeping half the day	C
Then stripped and sleek a river fish at play	C
And then well dressed ashore he sees life spilt	C
The river bank is one bright crazy quilt	C
Of patch work dream of wrath more red than lust	C
Where long haired feudist Hotspurs bite the dust	C
This Huckleberry Finn is but the race	K
America still lovely in disgrace	K
New childhood of the world that blunders on	O
And wonders at the darkness and the dawn	P
The poor damned human race still unimpressed	C
With its damnation all its gamin breast	C
Chorteling at dukes and kings with nigger Jim	Q
Then plotting for their fall with jestings grim	Q
	-
Behold a Republic	R
Where a river speaks to men	S
And cries to those that love its ways	T
Answering again	S
When in the heart's extravagance	U
The rascals bend to say	C
O singing Mississippi	V
Shine sing for us today	C
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But who is this in sweeping Oxford gown	W
Who steers the raft or ambles up and down	W
Or throws his gown aside and there in white	C
Stands gleaming like a pillar of the night	C
The lion of high courts with hoary mane	D
Fierce jester that this boyish court will gain	D
Mark Twain	D
The bad world's idol	X
Old Mark Twain	D
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He takes his turn as watchman with the rest	C
With secret transports to the stars addressed	C
With nightlong broodings upon cosmic law	Y
With daylong laughter at this world so raw	A
	-
All praise to Emerson and Whitman yet	C
The best they have to say their sons forget	C
But who can dodge this genius of the stream	Z
The Mississippi Valley's laughing dream	Z
He is the artery that finds the sea	V
In this the land of slaves and boys still free	V
He is the river and they one and all	A2
Sail on his breast and to each other call	A2
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Come let us disgrace ourselves	B2
Knock the stuffed gods from their shelves	B2
And cinders at the schoolhouse fling	C2
Come let us disgrace ourselves	B2
And live on a raft with gray Mark Twain	D
And Huck and Jim	Q
And the Duke and the King	C2

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