Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 159, November 10, 1920 by Various
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page 16 of 63 (25%)
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This is the second he has secured since the flood."--_Scotch
Paper_. * * * * * [Illustration: "DON'T TURN YOUR 'EAD AWAY, MY LORD. WHY, DURIN' THE WAR IT WAS ALL 'MA, MA, 'AVE YOU ANY MATCHES?'"] * * * * * =NEW RHYMES FOR OLD CHILDREN.= THE WHALE. _AIR._--_"The Tarpaulin Jacket."_ The whale has a beautiful figure, Which he makes every effort to spoil, For he knows if he gets a bit bigger He increases the output of oil. That is why he insists upon swathing His person with layers of fat. You have seen a financier bathing? Well, the whale is a little like that. At heart he's as mild as a pigeon And extremely attached to his wife, But getting mixed up with religion Has ruined the animal's life. |
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