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THE TURTLE Caesar, afloat with his fortunes! And all the world agog Straining its eyes At a thing that lies In the water, like a log! It's a weasel! a whale! I see its tail! It's a porpoise! a polywog! Tarnation! it's a turtle! And blast my bones and skin, My hearties sink her, Or else you'll think her A regular terror-pin! The frigate poured a broadside! The bombs they whistled well, But - hit old Nick With a sugar stick! It didn't phase her shell! Piff, from the creature's larboard— And dipping along the water A bullet hissed From a wreath of mist Into a Doodle's quarter! Raff, from the creature's starboardRip , from his ugly snorter, And the Congress and The Cumberland Sunk, and nothing — shorter. Now, here's to you, Virginia, And you are bound to win! By your rate of bobbing round And your way of pitchin' in— For you are a cross Of the old sea-horse And a regular terror-pin. 163 ...


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