They Were Seated There In Silence Each One Busy With A Frown, It Was Midnight In The City, And The Lid Was On The Town. They Had All Been Playing Poker 'Mid The Rattle Of The Chink, When A Gloom Fell O'Er The Party, For They Couldn't Buy A Drink, But A Little Fellow Whispered As He Held A Poker Hand, "Can't We Get As Drunk On Water As We Can Upon The Land?" Then We Kicked The Little Rascal, And We Spoke Without A Frown, And We Anchored Safe In Harbor When The Lid Was On The Town.
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