No Escape.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXVI, Issue 23, 9 June 1906, Page 16

No Escape.

B«»ra<ic acid In the eoup. Wood alcohol in wine. Catsup dyed a lurid hue By using aniline; The old ground hulls of co< oanut* Served to us as spices; 1 reckon crisp and frigid glass Is dished out with the ices. The milk—the kind the old row gives Way down at Cloverside — It’s one-third milk and water, and--And then—formaldehyde. The syrup’s bleached by using And honey's just glucose. Ami what the fancy butter is The goodness gracious knows. ! The olive oil's of cotton seed. There’s alum in the bread; It’s really a surprise to me The whole durned race ain’t dead. Meantime all the germs ami Hungs Are buzzing fit tn kill; If the food you eat don't git you, The goldarued microbes will*.