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So tear your traitorous ensigns down,
Run up the Stars and Stripes, sirs,
Or Uncle Sam will feed you lead,
Until you have the gripes, sirs!
The eagle is too wise a fowl
To fool with all your pranks, sirs;
Fort Pickens you must leave alone,
Or thin your rebel ranks, sirs!
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