"Go find my hat! Go back again!
Cry, 'Snodkins to the rescue!' - Vain!
No fall like this have I been through
Since I was dropped from '82."
Just then a stream of water flew
With freshened force from Steamer 2,
And big drops o'er Fritz-Snodkins threw.
"Scoot, scoot, men!" was the cry.
But Snodkins lay upon the ground,
And wildly moaned, "I'm drowned, I'm drowned!
And therefore I must die.
On, Juniors, on, and give 'em fits!"
Were the last words of nobby Fritz.
By this the hour of noonday fell,
Our faithful Jones 'gan ring the bell,
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