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Show THE SHORT SLEEVE GIRL. By Edward Branch Coyman. The short sleeve girl, I must confess Has hit a cute conceit of dress. She's also hit my wad of dough, For long sleeve gloves come high, you know Three plunks and a half per pair no less. Of course, if she's your sister Bess You feel no sad spondulix stress; But if she be your "steady" Oh The short sleeve girl! Pray Cupid give you swift success! If summer comes without the "Yes," May Sol retard your lucre's flow By gloving her in tan and so Leave you the wealth to much Impress The short sleeve girl. St Louis Mirror. |