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 "Oh, woe! oh, sad! oh, dire to tell!"
 * (Said ) "Be good enough to stop."

And senseless on the floor he fell
 * With unpremeditated flop.



Said, "Well, really I
 * Am grieved to think it pains you so.

I thank you for your sympathy;
 * But, hang it—come—I say, you know!"

But lay flat upon the floor,
 * Convulsed with sympathetic sob—

The Captain toddled off next door,
 * And gave the case to.