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THE LAMENT OF THE PHI BETA KAPPA.

BY L-RD B-R-N.

Give, oh, give me back my beaver!

Or, if you will not do that,

I will steal away thy hat,

For thy number I must know,

'O ???

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"By thy zone-encircled waist,

By that mouth which likes to taste

Beer and whiskey and free-lunch,

By that nose I 'd like to punch,

By that club which hurt me so,

'O ???!

"Cop of Boston, tra-la-la!

Think of me when I'm afar.

Though I fly beyond the sea

I will still remember thee, -

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