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MY DEAR RELIGIOUS PAPER.
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A lovely sermon I commence
About the "loaves and fishes"—
Then drift into advertisements
Of "Amberina" dishes.

I read and re-peruse with care
And heartily endorse it,
An item telling how to wear
"A skirt-supporting corset."

I meditate, "How true it is,
I am my brother's keeper!"
And lo! behold where groceries
Are sold a trifle cheaper.

It bids my drooping spirits rise
And, as to speak it louder,
In capitals before my eyes
Puts "Royal Baking Powder."

There's one to whom I always go
When weary and down-hearted—
Dear "Lydia Pinkham!"—just as though
She never had departed.

In simple trust when I would cling
Unto the "Rock of Ages,"
I read that "Glue's" the proper thing—
And "Vegetine" the rage is.