Aa a social gathering in Harlem Gus le Smith sat at the piano and drummed carelessly onthe keys. Hostetter McGinnis came to him and whispered: ‘Why do you sit at the piano? You don't know how to play.’ ‘I know it, but as long as I sit here the others can’t play either.’ It was a poet lean and brown, Who by the editor sat down To read his funny poem; It was the editor austere Who took said poet by the ear And down the stairs Did throw 'im.
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XX, Issue XIV, 2 April 1898, Page 416
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90Untitled New Zealand Graphic, Volume XX, Issue XIV, 2 April 1898, Page 416
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