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Whence then does a cheering sprout
and manifest in drifty daze?
"Four rounds frothing to you my friend
and Godspeed you in your alehouse pretty!"
"I'll bar ye 'fore the night is out -
your custom is tapping me admiral
and likelies be I soon sing and shout,
driving old faithfuls well to The Bay."
"They'll stay on hail of The Positive Way
and our ending renditions nothing but fond remembrance
should bell toll for time and unrelished peanuts."
"What strikes me is the hammer in honky-tonk -
though I'm due fit to stay here
I'm still there encouraging,
double-yolk egging ye ol' folks at this local dive
to enthuse all and rowdy for the General's pincered movement
on that hat-be-old number
of ol' what's-his-face, Louie O. Louie."
