Pulp Fiction, 1924 · page 90 of 194
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Adventure An’ Fred increased his speed until he ended By shinnin’ up the crane that stood upon The fortieth story; but the girl kept on An’ climbed that crane with most astoundin’ vim An’ at the top at last caught up with him. “Now what they said, of course, we couldn’t tell; They stayed up there for quite a little spell An’ then came down together to the street, Fred lookin’ sheepish after his defeat. ‘Wasn’t he nice?’ the little lady cooed, ‘He has apologized for being rude. And I am sure from all that he has said, We'll be the best of friends—now, won’t we, Fred?’ Fred blushed an’ nodded, an’ that plucky frail Picked up her bike again an’ hit the trail. Get him? Of course she got him; say, what chance Had he to dodge the cant-hooks of romance With such a dame? His destiny was sealed. Within a month the weddin’ chimes had pealed. An’ then we heard how she had learned to climb: She’d scaled high mountain-peaks from time to time, And after scramblin’ up a snow-clad spur A mere steel frame was simply pie for her. And there you are. Believe me, boys, or not, There ain’t no country an’ there ain’t no spot Far underground, or high up in the air That some dame, sometime, will not catch you there.” “‘Ain’t it the truth?” the gathered gang agreed, ‘“‘No matter what your foxiness or speed You fall at last.” They filled their steins and glasses And drank libation to their wives and lasses, | And womankind in general, who give The savor to whatever life we live. “Pack a hod or swing a pick, Gamble, work or steal, Dodge the job or do your trick Somewhere in the deal; There’s a dame you do it for, One that you go through it for Till you get your call. She’s the worst and best of you, Devil take the rest of you, It’s no use at alll “Drink, drink, drink ta her health; Drink, drink, drink to her wealth; Say what you please about her, For one thing’s sure and we shout it clear: If tt wasn’t for woman we wouldn’t be here, And we aren’t worth a damn without her! “Love holds a man, all right, and that’s the truth, But there’s a stronger call that comes to youth And makes him quit his home and leave his girl, COMICLOOKS.CO© 5} A)