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Show Bound to Clear By DOUGLAS MALLOCH MY FRIEND Tom Wall ain't sad at all. For here's his letter here. It's dark today, but anyway, Tom says "it's bound to clear." 'Twas just a note that Tom Wall wrote (About a deal we had) That did not whine, without a line That said the times were bad. When skies of blue get gray (they do). Some men set down and quit. They might work on till clouds are gone, But that, of course, takes grit It's easier to say, "No, sir. It ain't no time to buy It's rainin' cats and dogs, and that's No time to sell, or try." He ain't (Tom Wall) that way at all. If It's too wet to plow, He'll build a bin to put things In A little while from now. It's rained before, will rain some more. And then the harvest's here. The world's all wet, but Tom's all set "The skies are bound to clear." (. 1932. Douitlas ilalloch.) WNU Service. |