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PHANTASMAGORIA.
"What a re-markable cigar!
How much are they a dozen?"
I growled "No matter what they are!
You're getting as familiar
As if you were my cousin!
"Now that's a thing I will not stand,
And so I tell you flat—"
"Aha! " said he. "We're getting grand!"
(Taking a bottle in his hand,)
"I'll soon arrange for that!"
And here he took a careful aim,
And gaily cried "Here goes!"
I tried to dodge it as it came,
But somehow caught it, all the same,
Exactly on my nose.
