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Punishing a Defaulting Unionist

Loosen now his tight valves. You do nothing by halves Not like you've bruised his calves While he's not got what salves... His tube deflate through valve: With six-inch nail hit valve, The air in tube to halve; When cops into it delve, Say "A case of mad valve!" Ask me my opinion: It's a heart cast- iron: A daring to pinion The arms of one's union, Dues slicing like onion In Crowned Lion's Union.

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