Ogden Daily Standard | 1919-09-22 | Page 3 | Rippling Rhymes

v -- Rippling' Rhymes By WALT MASON. L THE BOARDERS. 'What ho," exclaim the boarders, "bring forth the measly lot of profit eers ;md hoarders, and let theu all b" shot." 'Ihe boarders' grub is scant;, it's slim and punk indeed, in hostelry or shanty, wherever they may feed Their eyes become a river when they look round and see a sickly slice of (liver, a string bran and a pea. The boarders' cheeks are sallow, their r yes are full of woe, their waistlines show DO tallow, they totter as they go. Their i lean ribs clank together and ever, as ht ;. reel the) wonder, wonder Wheth et, they'll ever have a meal "Bring forth," exclaim the boarders, bent up1 with stomacb ache, "the profiteers and hoarders, and burn them at the stawo " The landlord says he's giviug the Utmost Ut-most i"i the cash; and boarders still are living on air and onion hash. In aln the boarders forage for fodder they can eat; and there are tons In storage of eggs und pies nnd meat The nation's bius are busting with ev-i ev-i rything we need; and it is most dis-j ousting that men for grub must plead. and pay unhoiy prices for everything they get: oh. let us in three trices, make some blamed lummix swear. "Produce," exclaim the hoarders bowed down by pain and toil, "the profiteers and boarders, and let them boll In oil."