Rasping Rastus’ Roost
“What am de matter, Rastus? Ketch cold?”
“Yeah, purty bad, too.”
“How come?”
“Ya know, I put mah bed out in de yard, and doggone if Ah didn’t go to bed las’ night wiff de gate open.”
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The head that is loaded with wisdom doesn’t leak at the mouth.
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Debt is a trap which a man sets and baits for him self and then deliberately falls into.
Arthur Neale’s Page
I wish to assure the readers of Captain William’s Whiz Bang that what we stand for is one country, one flag, one language and one-piece bathing suits.
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’Cause what looks so cute
As a nice bathing suit—
Provided inside it
The girl is a beaut?
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We notice the Very Rev. “Golightly” Morrill says: “At Puerto Cabello one goes in swimming au natural. The guide-book says: ‘The natural beauties of the place are charming.’” That settles it! Puerto Cabello is where we spend the vacation!
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We heard someone say: “I do admire Art”;
We blushed as we thought of our striving,
But the next thing they said was a stab to the heart.
’Twas: “Look! She’s so graceful when diving.”
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Every year the bathing regulations grow stricter. If Gus, the hired man, read the ones for Coney Island this year we think he’d say they wear more in the sea than they do on the sidewalk.
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Miss Venus, as perhaps you know,
Had lost her pair of arms;
It didn’t matter to her beau,
The gal had other charms.
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As the refined woman single in vaudeville said: “I may be no riot—but thank God, I’m satisfied.”
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Our friends in the song-writing game will be interested to learn that we are now at work on a snappy little one-step entitled: “When Adam Said ‘Eve, You’re a Naughty Little Girl.’ She said: ‘Well, I don’t care A dam.’”
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