Salt Lake Telegram | 1902-04-19 | Page 4 | The Poet's Verse is Not So Worse!

1 THE POETS POET'S VERSE I IS NOT SO WORSE 1 Ping The shades ot of night were falling fast As to the tho room dining there passed A youthful pair pall who vho gayly bore boreA A box on which was this this this-no no more more- V Ping iOn They cleared t the e table with a swish I IThen From doily dolly down downto to dish butter Then thi t e c centre a a. net And soon the he pall pail all the ra racquet met met met- Ping mei the the maid house-maid T Try not the g game cried The dinner is ready reedy now she sighed And I must put It 11 on the board The young man turned and fiercely roared Ping pong The cook strode to the open door And cautioned them to ceas cease once nce nc more The Tho roast she urged I is iv sure pure to burn The maiden gasped Im Im bound to learn rn c Ping pong The family lurked In the hall And moaned Are we to eat at all But still But-still still they heard the ping and pong That made the cadence of a a. song- song Ping pong And back and forth they smote the sphere V Until the dawn of ot morning clear The father mother sisters too Walled Wailed hungrily A Alas As s We Ve rue pong Ping-pong One day the searchers out of breath Found all these people starved t to death The cook the housemaid beau and belle belie The family family and and sad to tell Above them pinged the knell V pong Ping V Baltimore American American