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Poems.
   Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link,
   Spink, spank, spink;
This new life is likely to be
Hard for a gay young fellow like me.
       Chee, chee, chee.

Robert of Lincoln at length is made
Sober with work, and silent with care:
Off is his holiday garment laid,
Half forgotten that merry air,
   Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link,
   Spink, spank, spink;
Nobody knows but my mate and I
Where our nest and our nestlings lie.
       Chee, chee, chee.

Summer wanes; the children are grown;
Fun and frolic no more he knows;
Robert of Lincoln's a hundrum crone;
Off he flies, and we sing as he goes: