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**GOOD TIMES ACOMIN*," 
 
 BY BBV. OLE UNCLE SCIPIO. "F' ^' *? f^^ T 
 
 Marse Sampson churned de ocean blue 
 
 A lookin' fur he dunno who; 
 
 From Habana to Martinique 
 
 Lo'd how he make dem big guns speak. 
 
 Dey said de Spanish gone to Cadiz — 
 If he cotch dem dey'll go to Hades — 
 And dar dey'll think de wedder cool 
 To what dey felt on dis footstool. 
 
 Ole Massa Dewey beat 'em all, 
 He run 'em down an' make 'em small; 
 An' in Maniller now dey pray — 
 uLo'd take Maree Dewey clean away." 
 
 But jes' you wait for ole Marse Lee, 
 He'll show you somethin' wofth to see; 
 An' when his acorn-fed" boys sing out, 
 Dem Spaniards dey'll go up de spout. 
 
 Sich times hab nelj/r ^en seed. 
 As sho' will come when Cuba's freed; 
 Dis niggah'l shout in loud hosannas, 
 ><Fi' cent a duz fur fat bernanas." 
 
 Wid watermillions cent a piece, 
 De trade will run as slick as grease; 
 Den add de gov'ment pensions too, 
 An' we'll have no mo' wuk to do. 
 
 I neber thot to see dis day 
 
 But let us gib de Lo'd his way; 
 
 He know3 it all — we'll take his 'vice, 
 
 (Altho' he's fooled me once or twice.) 
 
 Wid Miles, Joe Wheeler, Fitzu Lee, 
 Togedder is a sight to see, 
 
 uOle Glory" in de lead we say 
 
 My brederin', sistern, let us pray, y 
 
 Wm. R. Moore. 
 
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