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THE CRIME

(Censored but still intelligible)

And leave them cool and quiet,

And then you'll find their contents make

A very pleasant diet.

And if some Pilgrim phantom

Deplores your morals loose

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Remember that he also drowned

His bleak remorse in apple juice.

"Fourth Down, About a Yard--"

The pond is frozen tight,--(Give a song, give a song!)

The pond is frozen tight,--(Give a song!)

Oh, the pond is frozen tight and the rest of us are right,

Cause the brew of the country can't be wrong.

The brew of the country can't be wrong,

(And we didn't keep them waiting very long)

But we took a jug of cider, and we set a mug beside her,

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