“Have you brung them certificate?” demand that stern office.
“No, not to do, because I feel foolish to,” say Hon. Casey.
“If you feel so foolish,” say Hon. Janitor, “apply for ade to Home for Feebly Minded.” So to Feebly Minded Residence elope that hopeful Casey.
“What required, please?” say lady matron of that weak-thinking place.
“Something to eat it!” demand Hon. Casey. Matron of soft-memory headquarters look very severe with face.
“Why did you not require at Organized Magnate Charity Co. for it?”
“I done so, please,” say Casey.
“And what of?” collapse Hon. Matron.
“They treat me like dog!” say him.