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c struck he fled, with speed Of lightning glib with unction Of slippery grease, in full stampede, From famed Manassas Junction. Yankee Doodle, &c. As he holted, no ways slow, Yankee Doodle hollored "We are whipped!" and fled, although No pursuer followed. Sword and gun right slick he threw Both away together, In his cap, to public view, Showing the white feather. Yankee Doodle, &c. Yankee Doodle, Doodle Do, Whither are you flying! "A cocked-hat we've been licked into, And knocked to Hades," crying. Well, to Canada, air-ee, Now that, by secession, I am driven up a tree, To seize that there possession. Yankee Doodle, &c. Yankee Doodle, be content, You've had a lenient whipping; Court not further punishment By enterprise of stripping Those neighbors, whom if you assail, They'll surely whip you hollow; Moreover, when you've turned your tail, Won't hesitate to follow. Yankee Doodle, &c. What the accounts of the battle of Manassas should be written on. Flying sheet