Dear old Mr. Yill,
Suddenly he became very ill.
So he went to the doctor did Mr. Yill,
Where he got a tincture and a pill.
He didn’t improve it must be said,
Now poor old Mr. Yill is dead.
His family gathered for the reading of the will,
They never realised he was so ill.
They and I miss him still,
Dear old, poor old Mr. Yill.
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