FILM-Y.
■" " *»' '■' In days when we thought less of ease, If thote was any sort of show, We'd shove and hustle, push and squeeze To get into the foremost row. But. npwadftys we're too refined With rude, rough crowds to try and cope. We sigh, and say: "Well, never mind, We'll see it on the bioscope." I see, as ages i onward roll, An Oval void and empty Lord'i, And theatres 'without ft soul In them save those who tread the boards. Whilo those who should roll up and payIt makes the poor performer mope-* Just sit at home an« gaily say: "We'll eeo it on tho bioscope. When only ho who "operates" Will see the Oaks or Derby run, What will become of all tho "gates"? Folks don't keep up these things for fun. And when tho oft-predicted foo Attacks these shores (not soon, let's hope), I hear my country murmur : "Ob, We'll see it on the bioscope." M.A.P.
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Evening Post, Volume LXXXII, Issue 49, 26 August 1911, Page 13
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159FILM-Y. Evening Post, Volume LXXXII, Issue 49, 26 August 1911, Page 13
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