A TALE OF A CAN, A FLY, AND A TAIL
v By "Larry Ho."
A sad little dog with a can on his tail
at'down in a corner to weep and to wail;
He moaned "O I wish that my tail were cut off,
And then at the naughty boys gaily I'd scoff.
A man came along with a very kind heart
And he said "If you really are anxious to part
With the tail that your parents have given to you
Why I have an axe and I know what to do.
'wSo4with speed and percision he deftly undid
That dog's little wagger just as he was bid ;
The'dog gave a howl, and then smiled at the man
And saidr'O-how sassy I'll be to that can."
, ,The days rolled along and the summer drew nigh
! Anil" one little dog looked real good to a fly
The ny rooted firm with its sharp little toes
And the dog had no tail to disturb its repose
Along came another fly, then came some more
They camped on the back of the dog "by the-score
And thpn did that dqggy thus hopelessly wail
O my, how I wish that I had my old tail.
So he hustled away and he looked up the man
"O give me my tail, though it wear a tin-can.'y
Tne man was distracted: "O that I can't do
For your tail disappeared in a holiday stew."
, O little dogs given to endless complaint
I trust that hereafter you'll practice restraint.
O better a can on your tail, though you screech
.ThanV fly on your back when you've no tail to teach
"The car4s are market!" said
lThe woman cowered. ,
i v?The cards are marked !" he re
pated. - ",'
There was no tragedy, how
ever." Seems the ba"by had got
ten hold of a lead pencil and
marked up the euchre deck.
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