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ELI ON ANA.
There was a young woman named D—, whose
bustle was bigger than she; she said, “I do find the
times I 'm behind, so I 'll just put the Times behind
me!”
The above was parodied from this poem by Sir
Winfield Scott:
“There was a young man in Glen Cove
Who sat down on a very hot stove:
When they asked, `Did it burn?'
He said `Yes,' in the sternest
Of voices—this youth from the Cove.”
Who sat down on a very hot stove:
When they asked, `Did it burn?'
He said `Yes,' in the sternest
Of voices—this youth from the Cove.”
The above is not quoted as one of the finest things
Mr. Scott ever wrote. Oh, no. In fact, we have native
poets who have written grander things. For example,
the inspired poet of Saginaw, (Michigan)
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his liar, and sings:
Once here the poor Indians took their delights—
Fished, fit and bled;
Now most of the inhabitants is whites—
With nary red.
Fished, fit and bled;
Now most of the inhabitants is whites—
With nary red.
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