Versos English James Whitcomb Riley Xxiv

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You kin corrupt the ballot-box--corrupt yourse'f, as well-- Corrupt some neighbers,--but old Doc's as oncorruptible As Holy Writ. So putt a pin right there!--Let Sifers be, I jucks! he wouldn't vote agin his own worst inimy!