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Show MOTORING IN MAY TIME. By John T. McCutcheon. XCoMTlsht: J0I2: By John T. McCutcbou.l 'Twas a misty, moisty morning in the merry (?) month of May That the motor party (see below) Went out to spend the day. Their hearts Were light and happy, for they thought it wouldn't rain () the hill and scooted They scoolctt gayto up ' Wn gain. But Ohl x They struck a former road, the car refused to go. They pushed and pushed and also pushed (as shown in sketch below). The motor was a worthless make, it should have been a And what they said we cannot print and wish we could forget. ("Space to let) The thunder roared, the torrents poured, it hailed and nearly snowed! They spoke in terms unstcrilized while wading through the road. ( ) This violet laden month of May "ain't what it used to be.' Its reputation once was good, but now Oh, hully gee! |