Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 152, June 20, 1917 by Various
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falls are second to Niagara in size and splendour, and attract
visitors from all over the country."--_Canadian Paper_. He must have told the recruiting-officer that he was subject to cataract. * * * * * =T.M.G.= Farewell, my CONSTANTINE! A guardian navy Facilitates your exit on the blue; For Greece has been this long while in the gravy And he that put her there was plainly you; "TINO MUST GO!" was writ for all to see, Or, briefly, "T.M.G." Whither, dear Sir, do you propose to sally? To Switzerland's recuperative air, To sip condensed milk in a private chalet Or pluck the lissom chamois from his lair, Or on the summit of a neutral Alp Recline your crownless scalp? Or did you ask from him you love so dearly A royal haven fenced from rude alarms, Even though WILLIAM should reserve you merely A bedroom at "The Hohenzollern Arms," Having for poor relations on the loose |
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