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Take up the printer's burden
It is an awful load, And gathers weight the farther He travels down the road; Bills payable in plenty, Subscribers in arrears– The troubles that beset him Would drive a bust to tears. Take up the printer's burden- A form knocked into pi, The editor arrested For publishing a lie; A typo full of joint juice, The foreman far away, Upon some big excursion- The devil is to pay. Take up the printer's burden– At last the paper's out :– John Smith's wife had a baby, Two rowdies had a bout ; Brown's children had the measles, Miss Flippy's dog is dead, Miss Tattle had a quilting– And not a word was said. Take up the printer's burden- He puffs the old dead town; He calls the women beauties, And lies just like a clown; He lauds the city fathers, And prints their pedigrees; They pay him back by cutting His publication fees. Take up the printer's burden- Give him a little rest; With all his imperfections He doubtless does his best; About his knavish neighbors He tells not half that's true. Believing that the devil Will sometime get his due. __J. M. Cavaness. |
Jayhawker Juleps
J. M. Cavaness
(Chanute: Tribune Pub. Co. 1913)
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