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     “ THE EXCHANGE -  
     
     WELCOMES YOU 
     
    
   
   
    
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     4 ACIDSS FRJM THE KELLY BUILDING 
     
    
   
   
    
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     ' Whit Carver 
     
    
   
   
    
     Whit Carver lived not far away; 
     
     He%i'run a farm (into the ground). 
     
     And when came time to put in hay, 
     
     For sure Whit Carver cane around 
     
    
   
   
    
     To all the fame to ask for work 
     
    

    
     Sat in our kitchens with solenn eyes, 
     
     Fighting hard to hide his smirk, 
     
     'Ielling the most outrageous lies. 
     
     And as Whit Carver worked about, 
     
    
   
   
    
     He cackled and crowed and bobbed his head, 
     
     While his tongue found all our follies out, 
     
    
   
   
    
     For on such things his hunger fed. 
     
    
   
   
    
     "Look at the hair on Maggie Jack! 
     
     GodlButshecandrink likeaman 
     
    

    
     And Duncan is takin' the woman back 
     
     Though he says that he don't give a dam. 
     
    
   
   
    
     Red Nick's got freckles on his arse —.- 
     
     Or that's what Flora Allie said. 
     
    

    
     And it's her should know, of course.- 
     
     She's seen the insides of his bed." _ 
     
    
   
   
    
     "Ah, that Whit is good for a laugh!" 
     
     We said, and-snickered at his jokes; 
     
     Separated the grain from his chaff; 
     
     Bought“ him his bottle when he was broke. 
     
    
   
   
    
     And so the day Whit Carver died 
     
    

    
     Was marked down as a great event. . 
     
     And Whit was waked, but no one cried 
     
     Was buried, but nobody went. 
     
    
   
   
    
     Eduard MacDonald 
     
    
   
   
    
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