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Monday, September 23, 2019

The Sergeant N. ("Jim") Smithe-Magee: an Hommage a Mildred Plew Meigs

Doh! for the Sergeant N. ("Jim") Smithe-Magee! 
No poet afloat wrote as dreadf'lly as he. 
But, oh, what a one-off! So wonderf'lly twee
was the Sergeant N. ("Jim") Smithe-Magee! 

So thick were his shtick, ‘twouldn’t slice with a knife! 
Still, his clowning abounded. Buffoon'ry ran rife. 
As both did -- indeed, do (see "Don Durk," "John Fife's wife") -- 
with Ms. Meigs…and N. ("Jim") Smithe-Magee.

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