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Show Rippling' Rhymes Bf WALT MASON Jl hh m: OI II IslJl RG The princes of the Uapaburg line in I camp rind court ik.vv cul no ice. they IhaVt 1o fant While others dine, their jfct-Hiidoff s bad, the luck the price, onie eighty duchesses and dukes now Intend around Ith frigid feet theli titles now seem emptj flukes since they cant get enough to eat. Thr -ii'l 10 us I ho warning ery, from rootless root-less castles v. lu re they lutk. L'nless the ravens bring us pie. we gravely fear we'll have to work " With noble coxir.iKc thus they face a future fraught W dread and fears, these scions of a kdgly race that loafed for u,u"e a thousand years. I'nr better race the headsman's ax than be a laundress or a clerk, but proudly they'll get down to tacks, and if they must. Why, thoy will work Their landmarks ore forever gone, their world is Jostled upside dow n, and some :cheap uncle has In pj..wn the jeweled ; sceptre and Ihe eroWn. Too proud to ;scek the craven's doom by means of I rope or gui or dirk, they cry, amid !thc encircling gloom, ".lust lead us 10 thc honest WOrk." And If for honest work they look, they will not need to IrHvel fat; I'd tal'.e .1 duchess as my Icook. and hlr I duke 10 run my car. 00 |