Within a pub that's off the Strand and handy to the bar,
With pipe in mouth and mug in hand sat Jobson of the Star.
"Come, sit ye down, ye wond'ring wight, and have a yarn," says he.
"I can't," says I, "because to-night I'm off to Tripoli;
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Jesus what's with all the errors? Does anyone happen to have the book with this poem in it so as to correct it? A lot of it is really basic, *the errant trail? *Then Jobson yawned? Hello?
And there is no have a in the drink line, just drink. Well anyway, sit down you mug, and drink before you go. have a turns the line into an octameter, and the line is meant to be a heptameter. My god are all of Service's poems like this here?