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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, it's rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Distracted DruggistPublished by Susan on 2003/8/8 (1461 reads)
'A shilling's worth of quinine, please...
'A shilling's worth of quinine, please,' The customer demanded. The druggist went down on his knees And from a cupboard handed The waiting man a tiny flask: 'Here, Sir, is what you ask.' The buyer paid and went away, The druggist rubbed his glasses, Then sudden shouted in dismay: 'Of all the silly asses!' And out into the street he ran To catch the speeding man. Cried he: 'That quinine that you bought, (Since all may errors make), I find was definitely not,-- I sold you strychnine by mistake. Two shillings is its price, and so Another bob you owe.'
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