Judge — July 20, 1929 — page 24: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

She's always with men, for she hates her own sex; She drinks, and she smokes, and pulls baby talk too; But she’s past forty-six, what else can she do? The Dirt Spreader When someone goes broke, gets divorced or is shot, This gal knows the dope just the minute it’s hot; JUDGE Songs of Suburbia By Percy Waxman The Gabby Salesman On the station each morn ing he’s there with a smile And a greeting so phony it fairly drips guile. Don't talk to this bird; quickly pass by and frown Or you won't read your paper the whole wa town. The Smotherly Soul She’s never quite sure that the kiddies aren't ill, So she dopes them all daily with powder or pill. She worries and works, but they never lool tt,” And she can’t understand they would if she'd quit. The Legal Light He's always so busy and talks such a lot, With arms full of papers and brow in a knot; You never would guess by his solemn, She revels in dirt like a dog with a bone, And adds to each scandal choice bits of her own, er once yet has this guy won comicbooks.com