. Argo. Ive never seen a copper mine, Nor yet the deep, blue moon; But I have seen a monkey shine,And seen a human spoon. THE ARGO, i 9 i o To those who dare to paint and smearWith colors foreign to the war paintOf eleven, for swift vengeance,Like a firebolt, shooting downward,In whose pathway lies no safety,From whose pathway no escape is,Will the troubler strike and punish. Now the time is still at hand To finish up the old encounters, And to dwell and live as brothers, With the war paint blue and white. Old iis had her day. And she still has days to come, Days that long will be remembered,
. Argo. Ive never seen a copper mine, Nor yet the deep, blue moon; But I have seen a monkey shine,And seen a human spoon. THE ARGO, i 9 i o To those who dare to paint and smearWith colors foreign to the war paintOf eleven, for swift vengeance,Like a firebolt, shooting downward,In whose pathway lies no safety,From whose pathway no escape is,Will the troubler strike and punish. Now the time is still at hand To finish up the old encounters, And to dwell and live as brothers, With the war paint blue and white. Old iis had her day. And she still has days to come, Days that long will be remembered, In the town of W ilmington; But wed speed our parting brothers, Brave foes of 1910, And we wish you strength and courage, For the fight thats still ahead. Let us then be friends together, Smoke the pipe of peace forever, And agree to dwell as brothers, Till the Great Chief calls us
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