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PORTLAND, OREGON. SATURDAY EVENING JULY 25. 190S
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1. The fat policeman on the beat
Was walking slowly up the street,
When suddenly a brickbat sped ,
And hit him squarely in the head.
2. The fat policeman rushed around.
But not a person could be found.
He should have gotten there before
The Teds had shut that cellar-door,
S.But when he turned away his face
Those rascals left their hiding-place.
Another brick is thrown, alack I
And hits the policeman in the back.
4. The butcher-man comes out to see
What all this scampering can be.
"Aha!" the fierce policeman sings
"You are the man who trun them things."
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5. The Teddies peep from neath their door
And hear the fearful battle roar.
They think that ii is just about
. ThctlmgociLenvto scramble out.
6 They sc? their chance and dash away
While each bruised victim of the. fray
J ust clinches up his fist and swears
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