The Practical Wife at the Breakfast Table.
your eyes are lite the Southern skies With worlds et love within them pent—"'"i’leaec leave the money for the Ice, And don’t forget to pay the rent. lIK — Your mouth like Cupid s bow is archer; r sueKy chap—to can you mine— SHE . , , ■ .Now this is washday—don t forget Bring up the tubs and suing the btie. ,1L Your bands —divinely dainty liaiuls— Fit hands are they for taming Jove— SHE Come home at live to-night, bccaiis. You simply must put up that stove. Ilh ’vour cheeks are ringed so tairily With blushes of the early morn— Now, don’t forget the fruit jars and Have him send up a dozen corn. ~KY onr hats bewilchlngly is waved Across your brow like strands of gold SHE — . It s right o'clock! lon re late . And—there, your coffee's, grown stone cold! * 1 in off to work -good-bye. fair «.»eEight of my soul—farewell, dear lass— SHE— _ k He's gone* tShe hollers to him. tlH») Tom. den t forget to pay th’ g-a-s! w—•• Buffalo -News-
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXVII, Issue 22, 1 December 1906, Page 18
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178The Practical Wife at the Breakfast Table. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXVII, Issue 22, 1 December 1906, Page 18
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