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I slipped my fingers into a set of knucks,

Cast-iron knucks molded in a foundry pattern,

And there came to me a set of thoughts like these:

Mister Fischman is for Abe and the "malice to none" stuff,

And the street car strikers and the strike-breakers,

And the sluggers, gunmen, detectives, policemen,