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This page contains two pieces of satirical content: **"Ballade of the Timely Bard"** is a humorous poem mocking overwrought spring poetry—a common literary genre. It satirizes predictable seasonal verses about birds returning, rain falling, and Aurora (the goddess of dawn) appearing. The joke targets how spring poetry relies on clichéd imagery and forced rhymes, suggesting such verses are perpetually "not ready yet." **"The Doctor's Dream"** humorously depicts a tired physician's fantasy of being called by a satisfied patient thanking him for a cure, only to wake to an actual emergency call about a child's earache—requiring a difficult house call. The satire mocks the gap between doctors' hopes for easy, appreciative cases and the reality of their demanding work. The bottom section, **"Absolutely Certain,"** is a brief joke about a husband confirming his wife received an expensive ring from him—establishing proof of his devotion to counter any doubts about his fidelity. These are lighthearted social comedies typical of Judge magazine's approach.

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