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A LONDON FISHING EXCURSION.
Some friends of mine, for mirth and glee, Fixed on a day to have a spree, When, 'twas agreed upon that we
Should all go out an angling ! There was Will Smith and Stephen Shore, With Harry Grant and Bobby Blower, Besides old Muggins and Dicky More, I think, in all, full half a score ; Towards the Winter's dreary close, When balmy Spring first shows his nose, Those friends of mine they did propose,
We should go out an angling. With rod and line, and wheel, and creel, Up, Sportsmen, up, upon your heel, And show the spirit that you feel
When you go out an angling.
'Twas at old Muggins' house we met, All ripe for fun, a jovial set, We had cigars, and just a wet,
Before we went an angling. Old Muggins he a long rod had, Which was his father's, when a lad ; While Billy Blower made a line Of thick and goodly hempen twine.