ONCE UPON A TIME THERE
WAS A BIG k r "‘ RK and to Mummy and Daddy he brought a little bundle that was vo-y noisy, that had a red face,a bare behind and a thirst that lasted for months. The Doctor was called .in and after putting on his spectacles he examined the gift and pronounced it a baby boy; then all the neighbours came .bearing presents and ready to swear that the newcomer was the image* of Dad and as cherubic as Mum. Theft came the chris< tening and they called him.......... FRED Kronast who celebrated the 30tl anniversary of that- Stork’s visit on Wednesday with several bottles of .beer. He said;- I face the thirties with calmness and fortitude* Gone are the whoopee days of my twenties * Every day X get further away from 01A Mail Stork*. Twenty one was the highwater makk of my youthful brilliance as axeman,, athlete, beer swillcr, poker player and lover. . Ask any giiSfe in the King Country ” : WILLIAM was the name they chose for Junior as he kicked his way out of the napkins. So William he is today. Twenty one years ago on Tuesday ■ ths Doctor pronounced the gift as another baby from Storklaud. A chubby baby, a chubby boy, he is now a chubby man who is proud of the hairs on his chest. Asked what he thought of manhood he chuckled and said : ” Since joining WORKS my morals have been corrupted, I have learnt . of the ’ Pink House ’, hav to hash up M & V, sink a bottle in one breath and sweai' like a cookie* I ■ have a limited field in which to scatter my wild oatcss, ..the coverage is small.. I think I’ll be home for Easter " THE STORK flapped tiredly thirty years ago on Monday as he was urged to ” go faster ~.. to step up the gears ” by th# streamlined gift that became Gee . Arthur who directed the traffic for Old Man Stork who was mighty glad to drop him. They called him Ccc. because he was in a hurry to get the pram going and had the wheels off before he could walk.
” How old am I ? ” He- refused to an war. But we wheedled it out of hin; t ” At sixteen I could silt in the pub ■'and drink while men of twenty five were booted out because they looked too young...the’Johns’ never woke up to me. What do I think of ths future ? It will be highly geared & ths beer wont be too good for a while o ON Saturday Nov* 6 th. Old Man z Stc had a flighty trip; his passenger wanted to escape the beak and jittcbug on his back Pep it us>, pep it up, Faatherlegs, I got rythm "he chihpad as he made his way to the cradle. Tradition has it he kicked the blankets off and called •’ swi me That was thirty : years ago,j,&nd now, as he enters his thi: scve:n‘t' he , can still kick his toes... Correct, Lieut* S. Trema in. ? SUNDAY Nov. 7th lsoß was overtime “ for Old Man Stork and a day he die his. block. The lad he was carrying to babyland ‘slipped out of the si in 1 and dived for the sea. w ’Cmon 01 u Timer, I’ll boat ya to it y he challenged as he broke into the breast stroke, Storkie skimmed the seas, but he couldn’t catch the youngstcwho gurgled ” have they, water where I’m goin ff ?” Being out of breath Btorkic glared* rt I’ll wait for you on the beach “ s&ld the young ’un as he did the crawl and left the flapping one behind. History does not record how long he wed. ted, ' but that one-time baby can still maSe the breast stroke a winner. No bad for 35, is it Capt. W.P. Boyd. ’’SlX'Thirty, a nice time to deliver; me ", said Baby Henna dashing far the alarm clock on his arrival. ” P. you think I’m going to keep this up for the rest of my life? You sure ' have another think coming ” he said as he called for an underdone, steal That was .thirty four years ago one day last week. "And damme, I’m stil. a clock watcher J said our Percy* I AND NOV/ FOLKS one day recently OLD MAN STORK brough Lieut. Tromain a daughter. It was the same Stork, somewhat aged and nearly featherless..... his ” austerity suit ”, h says® So we salute him, wish all the best to Missis Tremain, and a ” hap? birthday to the above Stork Babies,
WATCH FOR big story on ” Tired ” K rton the boys who doosit it in the dark.
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Dozerdust, Volume 1, Issue 21, 6 November 1943, Page 2
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