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The Romance Of Patrolman Casey

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There was a young patrolman who     Had large but tender feet;     They always hurt him badly when     He walked upon his beat.     (He always took them with him when     He walked upon his beat.)     His name was Patrick Casey and     A sweetheart fair had he;     Her face was full of freckles, but     Her name was Kate McGee.     (It was in spite of freckles that     Her name was Kate McGee.)     Oh, Pat! she said, Ill wed you when     Promotion comes to you!     Im much-obliged, he answered, and     Ill see what I can do.     (I may remark he said it thus,     Oill say phwat Oi kin do.)     So then he bought some new shoes which     Allowed his feet more ease,     They may have been large twelves. Perhaps     Eighteens, or twenty-threes.     (Thats rather large for shoes, I think,     Eighteens or twenty-threes!)     What last they were I dont know, but     Somehow it seems to me     Ive heard somewhere they either were     A, B, C, D, or E.     (More likely they were five lasts wide,     A, B plus C, D, E.)     They were the stoutest cowhide that     Could be peeled off a cow.         :     :     :     :     But he was not promoted         :     :     :     :                         So     Kate wed him anyhow.         :     :     :     :     (This world is crowded full of Kates     That wed them anyhow.)

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