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Poems
So give them all the aid we can,
They certainly have earned it,
And the warmest place we'll keep for Spain,
When Yankees send her here."
And he heaved a sulphurous sigh again
And turned back to his reading,
While the listning sprite flew upward,
For a breath of freshed air.
They certainly have earned it,
And the warmest place we'll keep for Spain,
When Yankees send her here."
And he heaved a sulphurous sigh again
And turned back to his reading,
While the listning sprite flew upward,
For a breath of freshed air.
