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Show Rippling' Rhymes B By Walt mason. 1 OIIEzVP GRUB. To overy plan that's pood for man attention I am giving, I'm eating Tlsh a chcapjohn dish to beat tho coat of livinp. I do not like the wall-eyed pike, the sucker or tho grayling:, ;t if I balked at them, or knocked, in duty I'd be falling-. For we must. try, since costs' aro high, to mako the blamed things lower, and Jolt tho.so dears, tho profiteers, and make their graft work slower. And so I oat the catfish moat that makes my system sicken, and chew old perch as tough as birch, that doesn't tasto like chicken. chick-en. Tho halibut that somo poor nut shipped from the briny ocean, I swallow swal-low fried, and my Inside is filled with sad emotion. Oh, all tho fish that go kerswish through sea and lako and river, I'd gladly swap for mutton chop, or bacon flanked by liver. I eat my whale, and though I'm pale, I'm steadfast stead-fast in my duty; my purposo high to cat or die Is sure a thing of beauty. I chow my shark and men rcmurk I'm thus a great blow landing; If nil would cat, like. me, cheap meat, the cost would lose its'standing. I empty creels of fish and eels and store them In my body, but how I sigh for beefsteak beef-steak pie, and porterhouses gaudy! oo |