murmurs the man on the broncho
THE WISE CROW.
'Oh, dear, oh dear!" said poor
'Here comes a dog. Where shall
t L, if
"I'll climb into this water spout
And thus put Mr. Dog to rout."
The dog commenced to yelp and
And loudly cried, "Great Scott!
Is a lady-bug's husband a gen
Everything comes to old John D
No matter what happens, there
seems to be
Something in it for John, that's
To swell his pile for a day of rain
When the coal oil lamp went out'
. of style
We said to ourselves, "We're free
From the mighty clutches of
, Stan dard Oil
And old John D. won't get -his
spoil" - ,
But then came autoes upon the;
Using up oceans of gasoline;
And the motor pump and the
To lessen the sweat of the farm-
And locomotives began to' burn ,,
The oil that the women had come
And now they're oiling the roads'
And it's all great dope for the
And so it goes from sea to sea;
Everything comes to old John D,-
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