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A FACT.

The rest made similar excuse in turn;

Colic, neuralgia, headache, and heartburn,

And influenza.

With each reply the Doctor's wrath rose higher,

And to the youngest bellowed he in ire,

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"What ails you, then, sir?"

The questioned youth a fraction of a minute

Glanced at the Doctor's face, and something in it

His hesitation warns.

Confused he sought the first pretext in mind,

Then gravely, hypocritically whined,

"Please, sir, I smoke for corns."

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