A stranger got off the train at our neighboring town of Coon Creek and went up to the town druggist and asked for whisky.
“We’re only allowed to sell spirits for medicinal purposes,” said the druggist.
“That’s what I want it for,” the stranger insisted, “this town gives me a pain.”
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Djever Get Fooled?
A gay young bird is the Flapper, too,
If you aren’t very careful she will surely get you.
She is pretty and hungry, with a vampire’s thirst,
Hot Dog! Near Beer! April First!
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