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—
I
’
m
the
queerest
young
fellow
that
ever
you
heard
.
My
mother
’
s
a
jew
,
my
father
’
s
a
bird
.
With
Joseph
the
joiner
I
cannot
agree
.
So
here
’
s
to
disciples
and
Calvary
.
He
held
up
a
forefinger
of
warning
.
—
If
anyone
thinks
that
I
amn
’
t
divine
He
’
ll
get
no
free
drinks
when
I
’
m
making
the
wine
But
have
to
drink
water
and
wish
it
were
plain
That
I
make
when
the
wine
becomes
water
again
.
He
tugged
swiftly
at
Stephen
’
s
ashplant
in
farewell
and
,
running
forward
to
a
brow
of
the
cliff
,
fluttered
his
hands
at
his
sides
like
fins
or
wings
of
one
about
to
rise
in
the
air
,
and
chanted
:
