Gus Gummer long had set his head
Upon some strange invention.
"Be careful, Gus," his good wife said;
"It might explode. I mention--"

Just then the pesky rocket flared
And wrecked that Yankee notion.
"I feared as much!" his wife declared;
Then fainted from emotion.


[Illustration: EIGHTEENTH FLAT]




NINETEENTH FLAT


While Burt was on his hobby-horse
And riding it like mad,
The rocket on its fiery course
Upset the startled lad.

The frightened pony plunged a lot,
Like Fury playing tag.
"Whoa, Spot!" said Burt. "Who would have thought
You such a fiery nag!"