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THE END OF JOI
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So they climbed the trees, since the weather was cold,
While the brazen bell of the city tolled
And tolled, and told
The fate of a Glug who was over-bold.

And every cloud that sails the blue,
And every dancing sunbeam too,
And every sparkling dewdrop bright
All know the Glugs quite well by sight.
"We tell," say they, "by a simple test;
For any old dug is like the rest.
And they climb the trees where there's weather about,
In a general way, as a cure for gout;
Tho' zome folks doubt
If the climbing habit is good for gout."


So Joi was hanged, and his race was run,
And the Glugs were tickled with what they'd done
And, after that, if a day should come
When a Glug felt extra specially glum,
He'd call his children around his knee,
And tell that tale with a chuckle of glee.
And should a little Glug girl or boy
See naught of a joke in the fate of Joi,
Then he'd employ
Stern measures with such little girl or boy.