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Th' moon shines not in the npperair,
The lamps are all out, no ray Is there.
They're saving the oil, they'll Trim up the l;gbt
Of the stars, to shine OIL the following niebt.
Yet Sam in the darkness. Of night can vii.
The way to his mouth with the bottle of gin.


It was gOodly sight to see


The harmless Ballenger, WREN he,


TO comfort stranger IN distress,


Lad him9elf down in his drunkenness;


There let him lay till the early morn


Shall wake him up to take flesh horn;
And through his brain bright Visions shall pass,
Of whiskey punch at nothing glass;
'Tis NEw- YEAR's Day, and surely they'll greet
Sam Ballenger with New-Yeaf's treat.