| Show poetry una emea he strode into the editorial sanctum with that look of injured innocence upon his face that one beholds upon the countenance of the boy who has been licked for chewing gum he planted himself Equa squarely rely in front of the editor pulled out oat a copy of the paper and then illen began bearin bookee Lo okee here he said 1 I sometimes Pome sometimes times write poetry fur for and whenever I 1 do so your paper I 1 it always gets I 1 I 1 mutilated in the I 1 printing what sort of a cussed fool of a proof reader have you got anyway the editor remarked that he be usually did the proof reading himself but bat that like all other editors editors lie he was no great shakes anyway and perhaps it was his fault well I 1 should say he snorted z as s lie he opened the paper pap papered erad aad pointed 0 out ut an e error of one misplaced letter in t twenty rity seven stanzas of verse id just like to run across an establishment that could print my poetry just ae a I 1 write it y the critor responded that if the original copy cony be submitted to the c compositor 0 and the proof reader herded off he had no doubt that it could be 1 11 well ell just do that in the future retorted tle the poet its as he walked OUT out an and d slammed the door A few days later some gome of his copy came in in and was promptly pent to the composing compesi ng room without correction or comment A abort time liter later the office devil appeared and wanted to know who had been putting og one of wing vill V lee lees s laundry bills on the copy hook that a washing bill you asinine imp of hades roared the editor poetry and please pay attention to the rohme and sense of the composition while beet ting it up this is how it looted looked when it carne came back from 1 rom the composing room keath the file jtb A de of 0 the some gurgley nug I 1 dreamed of the baggling bup bug gling alig and the iggins swish of the d duj li toots the H u liana hang of the ban bang fizzle jig out oat or on llie hill fiill a bunked bunke duff was wag ouk ins and bonks the sting eling of the dig geling i mok ok the acerit odthe which came cadue from ilia stung bung was vaa kneet beet as the breath of the jock thoo shoo blakle when the ott lesock falls from tb the bough and the jimmy cog les the rank bott letcher on oil the MIN hills of the hecl etty how then m vi aggles and aligo bung while I 1 batth alth lor for the snug beeme eeme to guy to roy iny heart in its chob bering sorrow banky panky ebu the poet is expected to call in in a few days |
