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Unless they've had the feeling, too,
They never know what's troubling you.
So Joe and I felt very sure
That our old friend had once been poor.
I shouldn't be surprised if he
Had once sold papers just as we.
And had been cold and hungry, too,
On days when customers were few.
For since that night we often meet,
And he has bought us many a treat.
And many a shining nickel, too,
Has he let fall to help us through,
Somehow, he always seems to know,
When times are hard with me and Joe.
For he will come, and speak so kind,
And say, "Well, fellows, have you dined?
Come, limber up, we'll have a treat,
I know that boys can always eat."
Then off we'll go, both Joe and I,
You never saw two chaps so spry.
And our old friend declares that he
Enjoys those treats as much as we.

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