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I had, beside my blunt, my blowen, 'So gay, so nutty and so knowing' On the wery best of grub we lived, And sixpence a quartern for gin I gived; My toggs was the sportingst blunt could buy, And a slap-up out-and-outer was I. Vith my mot on my arm, and my tile on my head, 'That ere's a gemman' every von said.