On The Street CatSat up in front-and on her hat She wore a feather sticking out Straight out behind-that played about The eyes and nose of Mrs. King Whose ornament was but a wing That touched at intervals, the chin Of Mrs. Wilhelmina Winn. And Mrs. Winn's fine ostrich plume Of course must have some little room, So when she leaned back, Mrs. Grace Got tickled all about her face. And in her efforts to avoid The showing that she was annoyed She leaned aside so that her pin Stuck into Deacon Elders chin The moral to this yarn is that The other fellow wears the hat That makes the trouble. We don't mind Or see the one that's just behind. __Ed Blair |
Random Rhymes
Ed Blair
(Spring Hill, Kansas: New Era Publishing Co. 1939)
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