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Captain Billy's Whiz Bang, May 1922 · page 28 of 68

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Captain Billy's Whiz Bang #33 — page 28: Captain Billy's Whiz Bang, May 1922

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This is a satirical magazine page from the Prohibition era (likely 1920s-early 1930s), mocking alcohol prohibition through humor. **"The Song of the Moonshiners"** parodies the patriotic hymn "My Country, 'Tis of Thee," celebrating illegal alcohol production instead of American virtues. The joke: Senator Stanley of Kentucky read this into Congress, highlighting the absurdity of prohibition—a law so widely flouted that even lawmakers mock it. **"Oh, Farmer, Farmer Sit On Your Fence"** contains sexual innuendo: "propagate" suggests breeding/reproduction; the farmer "couldn't" after his fences fell—a crude joke about lost virility. **"A Boozehound's Lament"** plays on words: "Jimjams" (delirium tremens, alcohol withdrawal symptoms) sounds like the name "Jim," while "wetgoods" is slang for illegal alcohol. **"Whiz Bang Health Hint"** and the Roman punch joke are standard ribald humor common to the magazine. Overall, the page satirizes Prohibition's failure and widespread public contempt for the law.

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26 Captain Billy's Whiz Bang Land of the Grape and Tea Here is "The Song of the Moonshiners" that was recently read into the Congressional Rec- ord by Senator Stanley of Kentucky: "My country 'tis of thee, Land of grape juice and tea. Of thee I sing. Land where we all have tried To break the law and lied, From every mountain side The bootlegs spring. "My native country thee, Land of home brewery, Thy brew I love. I love thy booze and thrills And thy illicit stills, The moonshine runs in rills From high above." * * * Oh, Farmer, Farmer Sit On Your Fence Farmer Brown is shiftless, With work he's always late; A storm blew all his fences down, And he couldn't propagate. * * * A Boozehound's Lament Jam comes from fruit, says Jim, From hogs we get our hams; He says with equal vim, Wetgoods give him Jimjams. * * * Whiz Bang Health Hint Yes, Madge, walking sometimes keeps one from becoming fat. * * * To make a Roman punch—call him a liar.