The Cambridge Water Famine

O, city o’er the briny Charles,

     Of everlasting fame,

That you should have a famine there

     Is just an awful shame.

For years you’ve had but water there

     To quench your awful thirst,

And now that water’s running shy

     Your case is worse than worse.

Maybe the one who vote their “yes”

     Have tampered with the flow,

In hopes to turn the other way

     The tide from “yes” to “no”.

Look-out fair city o’er the Charles,

     Don’t get too awful dry;

Or else your sons will migrate where

     There is a good supply.

April 9, 1904