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F. H. CARR, SANGERVILLE, ME. | F. H. CARR, SANGERVILLE, ME. | ||
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Because, with purpose strong, | Because, with purpose strong, | ||
He lifts the burdens of a town, | He lifts the burdens of a town, | ||
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I wonder if it is because | I wonder if it is because | ||
His heart was built all door, | His heart was built all door, | ||
− | And in it there is always found | + | And in it there is always found |
Room for a few friends more? | Room for a few friends more? | ||
Or is it that they have observed | Or is it that they have observed | ||
The stiffening in his back, | The stiffening in his back, | ||
− | That makes him | + | That makes him take, when duty points, |
A straight, unswerving track? | A straight, unswerving track? | ||
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Perhaps it is, I'm sure this guess | Perhaps it is, I'm sure this guess | ||
− | More near the goal approaches,In half the time he does more work. | + | More near the goal approaches, -- |
+ | In half the time he does more work. | ||
Than most of us slow coaches? | Than most of us slow coaches? | ||
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Thy reasons, friend, are very good, | Thy reasons, friend, are very good, | ||
Thy wit is far from tame, | Thy wit is far from tame, | ||
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Latest revision as of 20:13, 15 June 2017
F. H. CARR, SANGERVILLE, ME.
I WONDER if they call him Carr. Because, with purpose strong, He lifts the burdens of a town, And makes them move along?
I wonder if it is because His heart was built all door, And in it there is always found Room for a few friends more?
Or is it that they have observed The stiffening in his back, That makes him take, when duty points, A straight, unswerving track?
Perhaps it is, I'm sure this guess More near the goal approaches, -- In half the time he does more work. Than most of us slow coaches?
Thy reasons, friend, are very good, Thy wit is far from tame, But I suspect they call him Carr. Because it is his name.
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