Of all the blamed fools, next to you, Salters,

him an’ his crowd are abaout the likeliest I’ve ever seen,

said Disko as the We’re Here slid away.

I was jest givin’ him my jedgment on lullsikin’

round these waters like a lost child,

an’ you must cut in with your fool farmin’.

Can’t ye never keep things sep’rate?

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