Pity on our suffering sister,
Pulled the skin right off her blister!
Now her agony's abetted,
And her shoes are badly wetted,
Now, with painful feet, her limp'll
Hide with scowls her famous dimple.
Let it heal, in just a while,
So we again may see her smile.
And let us send her, straight from Natchez,
Several cases of them patches.


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