MERE MAN
— A WOMAN’S THEORY. When Gladys trips along the block Upon a summer’s day She wears a very flimsy frock, As is her girlish way. For Gladys wants the crowd to know She needs but little here below. Her silken hose reveals her knees, Her arms are cool and bare, So that she can embrace the breeze If any breeze is there. On stifling days she’s neat and cool, But men—the poor, misguided fools ! Townward he plods his weary way In comfortless attire; Despite the fact that day by day He’s living in a fire, He wears the same old worsted coat And ties a collar round his throat. His forehead’s damp, his face is red; He stews in trams and trains; You’d think he might as well be dead, But seldom he complains. • Looking ahead, there’s just a chance He’s getting warmed up in advance !
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King Country Chronicle, Volume XXVI, Issue 3442, 12 March 1932, Page 4 (Supplement)
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147MERE MAN King Country Chronicle, Volume XXVI, Issue 3442, 12 March 1932, Page 4 (Supplement)
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