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Show SIGNIFICANT. The boarding-house slavey whose methods have been Supremely aggressive and gruff, Now' knocks at your door, and, with affable mien, Inquires: "Have you towels enough?" Elevator boys, suave, re-descend with much grace Who of yore your proud feelings have vexed, By slamming the gate with a sneer in your face While growling out; "Wait fer de next." Your shiner of shoes, dago mortal of ease, In the mud on your trousers regales; He falls, in an attitude meek, on his knees, And scrapes off the same with his nails. The iceman, the grocerman, milkman and such Doff their hats as each tenders his bill Oh, 'tis pleasant indeed to observe they're in touch With this season of peace and good will. Merry Christmas. The Martyr in Town Topics. |