A SMELL OF RUBBER.

Auckland Star, Volume LXVII, Issue 253, 24 October 1936, Page 2 (Supplement)

A SMELL OF RUBBER.

One hundred and fifty thousand unemployed will be restored to work-in 1937 owing to the unparalleled success of the Motor Show at Olvmpia. An all-round increase in employment of 10 per cent is assured, according to an official at the show, if the show business continues as it lias begun. British exhibitors have so far sold nearly 400,000 cars, which is more than the whole output for last year. this represents £50,000,000. It is expected that the total amount of business done will reach £88,000,000. — English Message. If nil the cars in nil the world Were parked in one long row, How nianv times around the earth Would 'the absurd tliins so If cars kept leaping from the works In this continuous tide Wherever would pedestrian? fro If they should want (o hide .' If cars go cluttering up the streets And roads and boulevanles, oil well, pedestrians, poor wee things, Will reap a last reward. If millionaires make motor cars - From sunny morn till dark. Oh. where the devil can there be A quite sufficient "park"? If this absurd congestion grows And millions run like runnels. We'll have to garage resting cars In miles anxl miles of tunnels. If limousines and lorries grow In numbers, 'twill be found That walkers, too. like motors, too, Will all be underground. If Lord Whatstliip and Lord Whatsth.at Desire more garden glories, 'We'll have to build garages high (About a liumlred storeys). If there's 110 room upon lite earth We'll start some new researches And park the surplus autos in The steeples of the churches. If all the .petrol in the world Was lighted all at once. What do you think would happen then, You dunderheaded vlunce?

If such' a thins occurred, dear heart., Oh, what, I mean to say Is I'd select a streamlined cart Or' shiny bullock dray. If buggies, milkies. traps ami tilings Came back, in fact—oh, well, . I (who am !).j i would "clear My throat and mutter " !" If Lord Watteau and Earl Whosthis Say "More cars, lad?'' to me, I'll up and say, "Aye, carry on. Me and me palp agree !" I used to be a horsey chap (Sort of equestrian). But -ali.it a joke if I should be The last pedestrian.