His Modest Apology for Knocking Out a News-Boy's Teeth, Who Told Him His Works Would Not Sell
I must confess that I was somewhat warm;
I broke his teeth, but where's the mighty harm?
My works, he said, could ne'er afford him meat,
And teeth are useless where there's naught to eat.
I broke his teeth, but where's the mighty harm?
My works, he said, could ne'er afford him meat,
And teeth are useless where there's naught to eat.
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