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A SUMMONS.

NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED

IT was the frequent postman

Who opened wide my door.

He gayly tossed a letter

On the broom-neglected floor,

And remarked that I was debtor

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To the Dean for this one "shore,"

And be walking straight I'd better;

Then departing said no more.

Exit that eccentric bore.

I snatched it from the carpet,

And gazed upon the billet,

And observed the cramped handwriting,

With its letters shaped so illy

That they seemed to have been fighting;

Then my cheek outvied the lily,

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