Arizona republican., 1919-04-24
WILL HEEzANUTHER RIDE THE AERoPLANE?
(aPtterned After ~Mr. Hiawathas Fshingr)

Forth upon the gooy asphalt On the oozy woozy highways, With his sales book made of paper, Of good wood pulp was this paper, Forth to sell his bonds to neighbors Yankee neighbors rich with shekels. In his jitney bus exulting, All alone went Heezanuther.
 On the pavementS hot and burning He could see fair damsels passing Far ahead, and some behind him; See the classy danes, the Stenos. Like you see them of an evening. See the lonesome, Strollirg maidenS Only now they did not finger; They were hurrying pack from Noo-
 nhour
 Lest the Boss would jaw their heads off From their bodies chew their heads off Chew their domes from off their frame
 work
 But we wander from our story Let's get back to Heezanuther, Setting forth to do his duty, Selling peace bonds to his neighbors.
 At the wheel sat Heezanuther, With his sales book made of paper Made of wood pulp as we told you. In his bean he had a picture Of himself a-selling peace bonds To some swell perfume ed damsel Or some maiden lady, maybe
 Though he'd rather sell the former On the back seat sat his Hoo-Doo. Sat the black jinx Mist ter Hoo-Doo, With his Indian sign all ready
 To bestow upon our hero,
 Heezanuther-yeah our hero.
 At the corner of first avenoo Where it crosses at right angles With the street that runs across it, At right angles makes a crossing, Makes a crossing with four corners, Stood blythe and buXom damsel,
 Stood a fairy, genus Classy.
 Through her nose she breathed the
 ozone
 With her fan she famed the. breezes, And her feet-she stood upon them,
 Yes, she stood with all trimmin's.
 On each foot @ 4B oxford,
 Lots of bone above her forehead, Also whalebone round about her
 Strips of steel to help along with;
 Powdered was she, also painted,
 Penciled eyebrows, cheeks of carmine
 Spots of tan where she had missed It And she stood there on the corner Where the two streets came together At right angles, as per drawing. w ny SIlt aStOOd bilCAC N%o AiC +N@N-NNN- For alongside Heezanuther In his jitney bus came chugging, With his sales book made of paper,
 Made of wood pulp was this paper See our comment some lines prior.
 Buy a bond" cried Heezanuther, To the maiden. Paint an'-Powder; Buy a bond, o classy damsel, l Come down from off that curbstone l Be a sport and let me sell you, 1 Of these bonds of Uncle Samule, l Just a portion-even fifty" | And he ope'd his paper sales book, 1 Took his fountain pen So-Drya, i Waited vainly for an answer, Long sat waiting for an answer 1 And repeating loud and louder, | Buy a bond, o Classy Damsel!" 1 Quiet stood the Queen of Fairies, l Tanning slowly on the curbstone, 1 Looking up at HeeZanuther Listening to his call and clamor. i His unnecessary tumu1t. 1 Till she wearied of the shouting, Then she said to HeeZanuther: 1 "Cut the chatter, kid, you're nutty | Crank your jitney toot your fish horn Drag your tail from off this corner, From this coBner beat it pronto i Ere I call a cop and pinch you i For selling on my corner, These here bonds of peace and vic'try.'
 And she dragged paper sales book,
 Same old sales book made of wood pulp Dragged it our from under SomeWh er, | Meath her garments bought for Easter