WINGED
Swallow, kingfisher, swift blue jay, You spread your wings and you fly away Up where the young winds laugh and play And the billowy seas of the treetops sway 1 Seagull, white where the surf blows by. Pigeon, blue on the house-tops high, I cannot follow you into the sky With my earth-bound feet—hut my thoughts can fly!
|Drawn for u« by Stanley Jonei, aged 13 yean.) All the best of elve* know I the gardener, but the gardener’. boot (without the gardener in it) i. a akeery ' thing to meat!
* Bis here radio,” said Uncle Ebcn, 'brings in de speeches fine, but il ain’t no company whatever when it comes time foh ile candidate to shake hands an* kiss de chiUun.” Little Lucy (to guest): "Do you like Jhflt ca ,k°* Mrs BrownP” Mrs Brown: , deni > ver y much.” Little Lucy : I hat s tunny, 'cause mother said vou uaven t any taste.”
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New Zealand Times, Volume LII, Issue 12181, 4 July 1925, Page 16
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155WINGED New Zealand Times, Volume LII, Issue 12181, 4 July 1925, Page 16
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