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DOMER GOES A-FISHING. 



L. S. P. 



Had I the talent of ancient Homer, 

 I'd sing of Willie Domer, 

 And set all the sporting men to wishing 

 They to the river could go a-fishing. 



And yet this same redoubtable Domer 

 This rancorous, rampant, roaring roamer, 

 While fishing out at Dickerson Station 

 Was matched by a turtle and lost his ration. 



This sad event, says Mrs. Grundy, 

 Fell to the lot of William last Sunday: 

 He caught his fish, it was a whopper, 

 And put it away where he thought proper. 



He put it into a little pool 

 And hunted a drink of "something cool." 

 The boys all told him, "Better look out, 

 A turtle is sure to eat that trout !" 



"Who's boss of this fish?" our Willie said; 

 "Go hang up your jaw and soak your head; 

 You don't know what you are talking 



about ; 

 I'll swallow the turtle that eats my trout !" 



Long tarried our Willyum with his lunch, 

 Till the other fishermen caught their bunch ; 

 Then he calmly looked for the fish he'd 



caught, 

 'Twould lay the rest in the shade, he 



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Great Caesar ! You ought to have seen his 



frown ; 

 A turtle had gobbled his big fish down; 

 There wasn't a scale nor a piece of fin 

 To show where our Willie's fish had been. 



Raw turtle on toast ! Stand up to the rack, 

 Stick to your contract and commence the 



attack ; 

 "Yon said you'd swallow it, don't back 



out," 

 Said the crowd to the man who caught the 



trout. 



And that is why our Willie swears 

 That to go a-fishing he no more cares ; 

 There's chills and fever up the Potomac, 

 And turtle that's raw ain't good for the 

 stomach. 



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