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THE BALLAD OF INFLUENZA.(Ah echo of Lord Tennyson's “ Or tana,)An !: listen to my tale of woe—Influenza. I’m stiff and sore from liead to toe—Influenza.;I’m racked with pains that none can know,My nose all day I liave to blow;' When want, the “ epidemic n go 7. '■ Influenza.Quinine I’m taking day and night,Influenza.To get me back an appetite,Influenza. Frequent tear-drops dim my.sight;Naught can soothe me, naught delight;What has caused this sorry plight ?Influenza.I read you’ve come from o’er the sea.Influenza.I cannot say it’s kind of thee,Influenza.We love to boast our trade is free ;With.pride like that I can’t agree. Protection's more the game for me,Influenza.Still it needs must be confessed,Influenza, Though to me you’ve proved a pest,Influenza,Others welcome you with zest;“ One nian’s meat ”—you know the rest;By the papers you are blest,Influenza.
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London Man of the World
London, Middlesex, GB
Sat, Jan 18, 1890
Page 6
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CA 15 May 2025
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