Say, do you know I'm always afraid to carry that song about with me, for fear that some burglar will follow me home and steal it while I'm asleep.
The truth is I'm somewhat afraid of burglars.
The other night my wife woke me up and said:
"Walter, Walter, there are burglars in the house."
"All right, just take a light and turn them out," says I.
"I'm afraid they might run away with me," says she.
"No fear of that if you take a light," says I. "By the way, dear, do you knew that a Washington man was shot by a burglar and his life was saved by a pajama button, which the bullet struck?"
"Well, what of it?" says she.
"Nothing," says I, "except that the button must have been on."