Judge, 1938-08 · page 15 of 36
Judge — August 1938 — page 15: what you’re looking at
A restored page from Judge, 1938-08. Page through the whole issue in the reader above.
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Conclusion Life is radiant, rich and rare, Love is joy beyond compare; Marriage is a work of art; And I’m Napoleon Bonaparte. —A.L. G. Double Feature-itis I've an ache in my back I'm thirsty and tired And a pain in my neck, And a bit irate, My eyes have grown dim For I've missed my bus My nerves are a wreck; And will get home late; My whole left leg But Oh, my goodness! Is so sound asleep How I've had fun— That I walk with a drunk- I've seen two shows En lurch and sweep. For the price of one! —Maset KELLEy. When — When newsboys shout "Ex- tral”; When street cars start clang- ing; When taxis start honking; And doors begin banging; When your neighbor upstairs Fills bis bathtub with water; When Mrs. MacDougal Gets mad at her daughter; When a loud bell announces The ice cream stick man; When someone fries bacon That sticks to the pan; When the telephone rings And a voice purrs "Guess who?” When under your window The kids Susie-Q; When even the milkman Comes early (the traitor); It’s Sunday—the morning You could have slept later. —EvELYNE Love Cooper. “NEVER MIND THE SALES TALK—HOW MUCH?” August, 1938 comicbooks.com