Show A Toast to o Our ur Wives aV es esBy By WILLIAM F KIRK WHEN WHEN HEN Julius Juliu Caesar went to Gaul which in tres tees paries parte p amt t YV And walloped all the natives till they voted him a aHe pest He raised the Roman eagles to a peak sublimely high And made his name immortal with the big and little fry But after art r all his wondrous feats when he blew back to Rome His darling wife snapped savagely Its time youre gilting gitting home homeY Y W HEN Bonaparte struck Itu Russia with his matchless match Grande Armee hirm VV And later beat dire due I a retreat as our historians say His dauntless heart was steady till he hit the old French loam And Ind F took the Paris Subway to his fine suburban home But as he sought to greet his wife his precious Josephine Josephine j She handed out ut this chilly line iMy My word Where HAVE you been 1 I WHEN X HEN f foxy X old Id Ulysses after raising raisin Cain at Troy J VV Began his homeward voyage with a heart that knew w but joy j l oy y yI I He passed through awful perils and evaded many dangers I Such as sirens giants and other scheming strangers I But when a ten tar he reached his Grecian hall I His loving wife sneered Glory be What brought you yon home ham at all aU alli i OWN through the buried ages salutes like these have rung j I And will so long as man goes out and an woman wOl an has a tongue tong e ei i Good fellows lift your glasses high I 1 drink this toast with you yo God od send our wives to heaven when their th ir earthly tasks are through And grant that we less worthy when we have finished here May catch their greeting greeling Youre home at last my dear |