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R, ROGER RANDOM, who dashes away,
Still heedless of what he may think, or may say.
A Rhymist is Roger; ” Observe now this rule,”
Our Usher once said, ” Every Poet’s a fool.”
Indeed, sir ! said Bob, I dont happen to know it;
But one thing I know, every fool’s not a poet.”
S is SAM SOP,—see how hungry his look!
From morning to dinner-time teazing the cook ;
He fell in the dripping once. Oh ! how he squall’d !
Now what is the matter?” his frighten’d Aunt bawl’d;
“Why, nothing at all, Ma’am,” the Cook thus began,
“A Trifle,—’tis only a SOP in the pan!”