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180 En I cry to de good Lawd, "Please deliver!" I tell 'im plain Dat my hope is vain, En I drinked ma' dram fer to ease ma' pain.

Den de screech-owl screech f'um de north to south: "Yo' drinked yo' dram en yo' smacked yo' mouth! En yo' gwine de way Whar' de brimstone stay, An' satan gwine to roas' yo' at de Jedgemint-Day!"