Time-honoured feast of prank and whimsy.
Of my pet self, I offer half—
To gain it myriads have endeavoured,
So take it, take my photograph
Inclosed, and most adroitly severed.
THE TELEPHONIC LOVE-SONG.
["Lovemaking by telephone has now become quite common."—Daily Paper.]
Love, are you there? Most patiently I've waited
To hear the answering tinkle on my bell;