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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535315" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bones</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535315" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Said Mr. Smith, “I really cannot<br>Tell you, Dr. Jones—<br>The most peculiar pain I’m in—<br>I think it’s in my bones.”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535315" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Said Dr. Jones, “Oh, Mr. Smith,<br>That’s nothing. Without doubt<br>We have a simple cure for that;<br>It is to take them out.”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535315" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He laid forthwith poor Mr. Smith<br>Close-clamped upon the table,<br>And, cold as stone, took out his bones<br>As fast as he was able.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535315" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Smith said, “Thank you, thank you, thank you,”<br>And wished him a good-day;<br>And with his parcel ‘neath his arm<br>He slowly moved away.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Walter+de+la+Mare">Walter de la Mare</a></strong></div>

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