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remained in Park's middle and rose rapidly to his head. He poured again.
After three or four shots, Dunedin said, "Judge Scoglund, do I rickly recall
you teaching me some song ?"
"Hmm?" Then Park remembered too. "So you do, old boy, so you do." He took a
deep breath, turned his baritone loose: "Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the
wall, ninety-nine bottles of beer! If one of those bottles should happen to
fall "
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Monkey-face chimed right in: "Ninety-eight bottles of beer!"
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