“I
hate to have old spring come round,”
Said little Johnny Brum one day;
“I
thought you liked your marbles, tops
And kites,” someone was heard to say.
“I
do,” quoth little Johnny Brum,
“But that ain’t what’s a-botherin’ me,
It’s
awful goin’ from buckwheat cakes
To sulphur’n ‘lasses!” whispered he.
March
27, 1913
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