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HIGHLY COMMENDED POEM.

A POOR RECEPTION. Christmas dinner was being served, In a large New York hotel; The waiters stood around staid and reserved, While the butler was ringing the bell. Up from the country came old farmer Shanks, And strutted in like a lord; He sat next to two young city swanks, By names Adolphus and Claud. He’d not been in an hotel before, For he seldom came into town ; He picked up his knife as if going to war, And at all the spoons he did frown. He couldn’t balance the peas on his fork, The totatoes slid on the floor; So with two or three waiters to help him out, Poor old Farmer Shanks slid out the door. (Original.) —Gladys Hodson, 491, Hereford Street.

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Star (Christchurch), Issue 18946, 17 December 1929, Page 10 (Supplement)

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HIGHLY COMMENDED POEM. Star (Christchurch), Issue 18946, 17 December 1929, Page 10 (Supplement)

HIGHLY COMMENDED POEM. Star (Christchurch), Issue 18946, 17 December 1929, Page 10 (Supplement)