NO PLACE FOR KING COLE.
Old King ColeWas a merry old soul, Who called for his pipe and glass J" But in days like these When he took his ease Such things he might have to pass*; For the soothing weed ' Is so scarce, indeed, That they say —and it's not a joker^ That cabbage and hay And such things may Be all we can get to smokeT Prohibition, too. Takes a grip brand-new That saddens each toper's heartji For even a king It would be the thing To climb on the water catt_ Forbid may be E'en the fiddlers three They tell us he so enjoys, Since they've started a storm Of new reform To suppress all useless noise. v Stat,
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