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Show THE IDEAL AMERICAN He don't go much for microphones He ain't the type to spout; He sometimes talks in undertones And knows what he's about. He ain't no man for tossin' hats-He hats-He shuns the blazin' light; He's jot but one ambition: that's To get the Job done right! He don't go yellin' for the press To keep him in the news, In fact It fills him with distress When publishers so choose; He never rushes into print-He print-He takes no "public pulse"; To ballyhoo boys he's the flint . . . He's got one aim: RESULTS! He don't pop off most every day With notions far from ripe; No critics drive his poise away He ain't no newsreel type! While shouting is the gen'ral rule Anil oratory's loose. He does a turn at keeping cool And knows one word: PRODUCE! When Washington is in a mess And rows bust out anew It don't annoy him much, I guess, If be ain't yellin, too; He hasn't got an ax to grind- At no man is he sore . . BiU only has one thing in mind, And that's to WIN A WAR! FAIR WARNING I know a lady who speak, of snaps"; She says her "mums" are always splendid; The day she calls petunias "pets" Our garden chats are ended! WONDER.MAN A super guy Is Lucius Brann: He hasn't any Postwar plan! nat would happen to our relation, th any nation on earth If we evel ent it something marked "C O D " |