THE OLD TOILER’S MESSAGEAir: “Silver Threads Among the Gold.” “Darling, I am growing old” — So the toiler told his wife — Father Time the days have tolled Of my usefulness in life. Just tonight my master told me He can’t use me anymore. Oh, my darling, do not scold me. When the wolf comes… Read More THE OLD TOILER’S MESSAGE
This Pen of mine is simply grand,I never loved a pen so much;This Paper (underneath my hand)Is really a delight to touch;And never in my life, I think,Did I make use of finer ink.The Subject upon which I writeIs everything that I could choose;I seldom knew my Wits more bright,More cosmopolitan my Views;Nor ever did… Read More Unknown (COL. D. STREAMER) – A Bad Workman Complains of his Tools
THE RAVIN’ RAVEN With Apologies to Edgar Allan Poe and Anthony Comstock Once upon a midnight dreary, As I pondered weak and weary O’er an empty quart of bootleg and was wishing there were more, Suddenly there came a tapping, Sounding like some female rapping. Rapping like the very devil Just without my chamber door;… Read More THE RAVIN’ RAVEN – Hot Dog: Regular Fellows Monthly, Nov. 1921
Ramblings of an Old Coot 