|A maiden of uncertain years
Unto a Booster went;
Her eyes were filled with twinkling tears,
Her voice was cracked and bent.
She said: "I understand your club
Is working for the town,
To boost the cause of every dub
And keep dissension down.
"The city's merchants you protect
From aliens with their wares
And street car men are promptly checked
From charging monstrous fares;
But while you rave at Seerbuck-Ward,
It seems to me a bluff;
The idee hits me plenty hard
You don't go far enough.
"The principle is all O. K.,
I want to see it tried
Upon the chap who goes away
To get himself a bride.
There's lots of girls right here at home
Who do not have a beau,
And why young men for love should roam
Is something I don't know.
We are as good as those who dwell
In regions far away;
And yet it seems the foreign belle
Can beat us any day.
"So wont you, Mr. Booster Man,
Our interests protect
And try to formulate a plan
To have the practice checked?
For self alone you should not live
Your prospects to enhance;
But try to find some way to give
The home-grown girl a chance."
Verdigris Valley Verse
(Coffeyville, Kansas: The Journal Press. 1917)