Salt Lake Times | 1890-06-13 | Page 4 | Eulogy on Dad

KC1.UUY ON DAD. Washington Post. While mot hers arc iu every clime Kxtvolled lu verso from time to time, Who plods aloiiR wllh nary a rhyme, Your fatbeiv , Who is it puts the lit-yat night Heneath the unit, just out of sight, v Aud iu the hallway leaves a light 1 Your father. And when you seek the burlesque show Aud want a Heat in the front row, Who got the last au hour ago? Your father. Who goes along out to the truck Anil puts up when for cash you hick, Aud with you cheerily walks back!! Your father. Who, when the pot is nice and fat. Soon lays your self-esteem out Hal , And wins with seven high held pat? Y'our father. And when your head begins to grow, Who is it. warns jo Uo go slow, Aud lells you lots you didn't know! Your father.