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OUR NATION
Great is the nation, great the name,
For dear Peace from war can refrain.
Hold hands up, and proudly proclaim
This is our banner we wave for fame:
Peace—Record of highest esteem,
Worth great honor, by nation's seen.—
So, here's to Wood Wilson! and here's to his head!
May his children and ours never want bread!

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