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And the skirt that the danced in wat thoi4;
A poor girl, they said, hut we could not deny*
She had visible means of support.
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THE L’MBRELLA MAN
Toodle Lum-a Lum-a Lum-a Lum-a Too<lle-l.dL
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Bring your nation's woes, they may big, they npay be tmaU,
Chamberlain appeases, BeniU> and Adolph take all. -
He “muddles” thru puddles from Munich to Rome,
Amnesia about Tunisia drives him back home. ' ' j
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Father: Mary, wuo was that man 1 taw kitting you
last aight?
Jkwghfter. What time wat it?
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“Strict? You remember Brown? Well, he died, and they
propped him up till the lecture ended.”
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Let R pitter patter, let it pitter patter, Franco has Spam. * i
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H Wandering aimlessly on a lonely road in Scotland, an
< American at last met snother human—a kilted Highlander.
“Gosh, pal,” remarked the American, “Pm lost!**
“Is there a reward oot fer ye?” inquired the Scot.
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A newly created papa received the gldd^tidings m a, illegal, immoral, or fatten in* “
telegram. “Basel gave birth to a girl this m^mg. both ^ J
doing well.” on the message was a sticker ^eading^^^^When Tl*er
you want a boy, eaj)l Western Union.”
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down the aisle at her wedding?”
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“Aisle Altar Hymn.”
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to Hhe bead of the stairs, and, in a rather bold tone of voice
I: •'Yotmg man, is year self-starter out of order tonight? 4
“It doesn't matter,” retorted the young man, “as long
as‘there's a crank in the house.”
—Exchange
This fact however commendable
Will scarce our hearts entice
That when a girl’s as pure as snow
She’s just as cold as ice.
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