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He is at you,
If he catch you,
  We�ll have music, fun and morals

Next, to our Gunn
Our verses run,
  No critic there is sharper,
For pencil sketch,
For fancy�s stretch
  You�ll find him out in Harper.

There�s my friend Jack,
I�ll gladly back;
  Of various things no small potatoes;
� �Nough to bewilder �
Singer, builder,
  And pres�ti�dig�i�ta�teur!

And all admit
That he has wit,
  Sound and hearty, quick and free,
Proof is ample,
For example
  See this evening�s Judy spree.

And here is Smith
That he�s no myth,