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WHITE MANTLES AND ALL THAT

[By WHIM-WHAM]

Rain is a commonplace Affair s Likely to happen Anywhere. Übiquitous as Cloud or Air, It shares, together With Frost and Fog and Hail, the same Disparaging and vulgar Name Of Dirty Weather—

That is, to our suburban Mind, Which is so narrowly inclined To look on all Things as designed For Town Pursuits, As if of human Ills Were wet Week-ends, red Noses, Chills, And sodden Boots,

But when a Whiteness, overhead From Cloud to level Cloud is spread, Even the shivering Suburbs shed

Their Winter’s Woe. From dreary Days a bright Reprieve They see, exclaiming, “I believe ■ It's going to snow!”

Oh, even must delight To see the Air so* lively bright With softly scurrying wayward White • , All sifting down! Let Roads be blocked'and Traffic creep— I’d like to see it Inches deep, And ski to Town!

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Bibliographic details

Press, Volume LXXVII, Issue 23361, 21 June 1941, Page 8

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146

WHITE MANTLES AND ALL THAT Press, Volume LXXVII, Issue 23361, 21 June 1941, Page 8

WHITE MANTLES AND ALL THAT Press, Volume LXXVII, Issue 23361, 21 June 1941, Page 8