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Dr. Watts to Jonathan.

A Spiritual Communication.--Medium, Miss Punch.)

Let Dons delight to shoot and smite
     Their fellers, no ways slow;
Let coons and wild-cats scratch and fight,
     ‘Cos 'tis their natur‘ too;
But, Yankees, guess you shouldn't let
     Sich ‘tarnal dander rise;
Your hands warn't made to draw the bead
     On one another's eyes.

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