Gert and Her Machine.
**■* It was a windy day in March When Gert got her machine, The sortof day when curlsneed starch, And many were the glances arch, When Gert got her machine. The neighbours all looked out to see, When Gert got her machine. Her wild gyrations towards a tree Filled their unholy souls with glee, When Gert got her machine. Nine little boys sat on the fence, When Gert got her machine. They saw her fall with grief intense, And watch'd her ride with joy immense When Gert got her machine.
But little work was done that day, When Gert got her machine. Folks couldn't keep their eyes away, And some felt there was need to pray, When Gert got her machine.
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Lake Wakatip Mail, Issue 2279, 22 September 1899, Page 4
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