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C J Dennis - Preface: Old Gosh Rhyme
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Let him who is minded to meet with a Glug
Pluck three hardy hairs from a rabbit-skin rug;
  Blow one to the South, and one to the West,
  Then burn another and swallow the rest.
And who shall explain `tis the talk of a fool,
He`s a Glug!  He`s a Glug of the old Gosh school!
  And he`ll climb a tree, if the East wind blows,
  In a casual way, just to show he knows . . .
     Now, tickle his toes!
     Oh, tickle his toes!
And don`t blame me if you come to blows.
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