Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, December 19, 1917 by Various
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page 28 of 56 (50%)
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MUST 'A' GONE MILES. THEN 'E TURNS TO ME AND SEZ, 'DID YER SEE WHERE
THAT WENT TO?' SO I SEZ, SMART LIKE, 'OUT O' SIGHT FROM THE MOMENT OF HIMPACT, SIR,' AN' 'E SEZ, 'GO BACK ON BOARD, YE BLINKIN' FATHEAD!'"] * * * * * CONVERSIONS. There was an exuberant flapper Who made people anxious to slap her; She uttered loud squeals And she smoked at all meals; Now she's married an elderly sapper. There was a mild don who was muddy In mind and complexion by study; Now he flies fast and far, With a cross and a bar, And his face and his language are ruddy. * * * * * "BRITISH FRONT REINFORCED. "BY PERCIVAL PHILLIPS." _Daily Paper_. Intrepid fellows, our war correspondents. What a pity there are so few of them! |
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