Judge — April 30, 1927 — page 35: what you’re looking at

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DRINKING SONG * sm Same By JUDGE, Jr. (The Child Poet) 1. Remember the days, well you oughter! When cocktails were two for a quarter! Ca ase oughter and quarter don't But my real talent lies, rhyme. But don’t pick at flaws, sir, Just think of poor Chaucer! He sure had a pretty good time! I'm just telling you guys, In mixing concoctions déclassé. The drunkards wife Addicate touch net im eens alight in te Hespselight: ty Pi the poem. 5. To be on the safe side just carry, Your own and in bar-rooms don't tarry; Avoid low speak-casics, And, thus, hebee jeebies, ‘And of bootleggers’ wiles be wary: Nineteen or twenty cocktails, or what had you ? 3. In fact, there’s no sense to this verse, We're going from better to worse ; With the liquor they’re handing Out these days, it’s landing /awes Everyone of us birds in a hearse! Irouba, Heresa stunt to save time When drinking your cocktails, don't J ruin yer Mixtures, but send for Judge Junior ’S new book called ] “Here’s How!” Dear Junior: : It’s really a wow Your rhymes I can’t swaller, al Kea gone of oak But anyway here is a dollar; guests will’ be ¢ So send me your book, | I'll give it a look, And the recipes in it I'll foller. suin’ yer! When beer was a nickel a 5 They threw in a pickle, Don’t you think that last stanza 2. And fifteen for straight Gordon was classy, This poem we're sure is a crime— Water. As a poet I’m some demi-tasse; comicbooks.com