Show I I JU KS By EDGAR SLIPPING Says mother to me with a mIlo on her face What a tedIous old thIng youve you've become You no longer dance with good nature or grace When others are gay you arc are dumb prefer to sit home with a bo book k on your our knee Rather drowsily thumbing the page I Than dress up and go out to with me I believe youve you've grown rusty with age age It t mur-t be the weathers my dear deal true that I do as I could go to dances Im I'm su sure e if Id I'd try boy But I shiver so much in the thc cold You say that Im I'm dumb when the ga gay In the jests I no longer engage It must be that makes me that wa way I ari am sure that it cant can't be old age Perhaps there is something gon wrong with ny my fe feat t. t Ive Ie noticed they hurt me pf pC late late- It is to dance and to walk on n the street I suspect It is something I ate me of caring no more for or the stage Anti And your charges are mt perfectly true truc But Iii IDI sure it Is not the result of old age Its Us the the- thea a effect after of the flu fiu S Copyright Y i ht Edgar A. A Guest |