There
was a young girl at Revere
Who
wanted to swim, little dere;
But he was so thin
She daren’t go in
For
fear that the people would sere.
We
know a soubrette on the stage
When
dancing was quite all the rage;
She discussed the show
And cussed the whole row
But
wouldn’t discuss her own age.
April
9, 1913
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