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Whos Dot Pulleteen?

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O my prow vas plack mit curses,     Ven I dries to write dose verses;     Ven I dries to write dot boem,     Dot de best was effer been.     All in vain my peer I guzzles,     But I gannod solve dot broblem,     Whos dot Western Pulleteen?     Und I swear mit pleets and dvonder,     Und I ferry often wonder,     Would dot pabers cirgulation     Shusta little pigger been,     If dey toog deir seissor-pinchers,     Shust to cut some leetle inches     From that smarty-smarty writer     Of dot Western Pulleeteen.     Let dose mountains fall and hide us     Gry benighded odersiders,     Shame come round and woe betide us,     Und our fellow men deride us     If we effer yet can find oud     Whos dot Western Pull-it-in?     HENRICH HERTZBERG LAWSON     I remain, Yours etc.,     JOE SWALLOW

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