(Experts
declare Milwaukee’s water supply unfit to drink. - News)
O,
Milwaukee, poor Milwaukee!
Sad it is for us to think
You,
of all the favored cities,
That your water’s on the blink.
What
misfortune for a people
Prizing water as you do;
O,
we hope and pray, Milwaukee,
That this item isn’t true.
O,
Milwaukee, poor Milwaukee!
On a germ-infested brink;
How
your people must be yearning
For a pure and sparkling drink.
Typhoid
visions nightly haunt you,
Ghosts of thirsty souls awake!
O,
Milwaukee, stricken city
By the wet but drinkless lake!
O,
Milwaukee, poor Milwaukee!
Sad of heart and parched of tongue;
Ever
since we can remember
Has your excellence been sung.
Cruel
now your fame and luster
Should go sliding in the drink,
Who
would come to seek your shelter
With your water on the blink?
Sept.
12, ‘10
Sat.
Sept. 17
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