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The citizens of London West

Their patience oft is put to test

When they behold the various dams

Do cause the floods and the ice jams.

’Tis true that fiercer rages floods

Since country it was stript of woods,

Acid river it doth broader spread

With numerous tile drains quicker fed.

If they did raise embankment high

They might the raging floods defy.

Shall they with sadness gaze ever,

Or with gladness on the river?

River with dams it will not wed,

It wants no strangers in its bed,

And ’gainst them it will rage and fret

For ’tis no gentle rivulet.