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First Line: THERE WAS A MAN IN OUR TOWN
Last Line: WHO DRAGGED HIM OFF TO JAIL
Subject(s): TEMPERANCE; PROHIBITION;
There was a man in our town
And he was wondrous dry;
He fell into a fitful sleep
And dreamed a quart of Rye.
And when he saw what he had dreamed
(Oh, Virtue shall prevail!)
He dreamed a horde of Volstead spies
Who dragged him off to jail.



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