Joseph Furphy

Impromptu Lines

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Deem not this wielder of this pen
The happiest bloque alive,
For I am only five-foot-ten,
And ye are ten-foot-five.
Wherefore I clothe myself in jute,
And likewise softly go,
Like that historical galoot
Whose tale you surely know.

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