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FAREWELL TO THE SAN
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FAREWELL TO THE SAN
To Dr. N.:—
My stay here has been quite extended,
And many long months now are gone;
But soon my sojourn must be ended,
For now I 'm not sick with the "Con."
My heart may have an " affection"—
Yet do not imagine I'm ill,—
For I'm sure that, in case of detection
It would baffle your medical skill.

The "Microbe" lies hidden, tho closely you scan,
Yet it lives! Now, sad to relate;
One grievance exsists which I owe to the San—
Oh dear, I have gained so in weight!
No more like a fairy am I.—Yet 'tis true
It is lovely to come here and rest,—
It's a fine place to thrive—For see, even you
Are not very small round the vest!

Oh no! and if ever I meet with a friend
Who is built on the skeleton plan
And wishes some fat on the ribs, I intend
To tell him to come to the San!