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Ballade Of A Friend

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Parent Issue
Day
1
Month
July
Year
1898
Copyright
Public Domain
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A friend, a quaint and prudent friend, tt is my happy chance to meet As on ray daily walks I wend Through dust and drizzle, cold and heat. To njy salute upon the street Or in the shop or at the door His lipa immutably repeat, "I'nj fair to m?ddling - nothing more. Of stature tall. he's prone to bend. His face is patiƫnt and discreet. A subtle charm his manners lend. He is composed from head to feet. His glanc6 is keen, his garb is neat, Eis beard is long and thin and hoar. And is this phrase his one conceit : "I'm fair to middling- nothing more!" He's oft absorbed, I apprehend, In thoughts of some polemic sheet Whose view he labors to defend Or strives to controvert and beat. His intellect is clean and sweet And quiclt and lucid to the core. From his reply there's no retreat - "I'm fair to middling- nothing morel" ENVOT. As pure as gold, as good as wheat, His answer I do not deplore. I love to hear, when him I meet, ilI'm fair to middling - nothing morel"

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Ann Arbor Argus
Old News