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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, its rightful father.
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Distracted Druggist

Published by Susan on 08/08/2003 (3510 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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