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Rh Oh, the time was that we chuckled at the soft and flabby chap

Who wore a little wrist watch that was fastened with a strap.

But the chuckles all have vanished, and with glory now we scan

The courage and the splendor of the Wrist Watch Man.

He is not the man we laughed at, not the one who won our jeers,

He's the man that we are proud of, he's the man that owns our cheers;

He's the finest of the finest, he's the bravest of the clan,

And I pray for God's protection for our Wrist Watch Man.

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