Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1919-05-22

the Goods, is putting It SO feeble it's
almost an insult. When i gaze upon
you, am Just Nuts to tear into the
Sweet Home racket, with Ivy round
the door. Do you get me, Hun?
I am truly Dippy to throw my Net
over you and cop you on, all for my
lonesome. I've got the strong Hunch
we could lope to where the Roses
bloom and the robins nest again, and
you would be my dove and would
be your Pouter pigeon for life.
"say, Ben, amt that some poet
ical?"
You are my great, big beautiful Doll,
believe me! This is no needle mono
logue, but the goods, and I have the
Wad to back 1t. The first time ever
Lamped you, 1t was Knockout and
! took the mat for ten. l could see
you Coming, even then, and ever
since, you've been Getting 1t on me.
worse and more Of it. Now, Dear
heart, don't Crab loving soul by NO
icy Mitt gag, for believe me though l
may not be such Romeo to look at,
my heart and Bundle are in the right
place.
know could carry some class, my
self, with you for running-mate.
When l get my front on, I'm not half
hard to behold. And I'm strickly on
the Level in this deal, no Phony. You
tie up to me, and you'll know you've
got a real man, no Shrimp half por-
tions, but the 1S-K article.
The Rose is red, the Grass is green,
You are my Queen,
The fairest ever Seen,
So be mine, or I'll repine,
Be my Love, my beautiful Dove,
And forever I'll be true to you,
With Ivy twining round the door!
Pod paused. breathing heavily, and
swabbed his brow with napkin.
How about it, kid?" he demanded
anxiously. rs it the goods, or amt
It? Poetry. tool"
"Some literature, all right" assert
ed Ben. gazing away. But do you
think you and door make an O. X.
rime? You and in the stew would
60, but
Stats snorted with disgust.
"Stew. you lob!" he calculated.
"rhat shows how much poetic feelin'
you got! Why. this here's blank verse,
the last two lines. Blank verse! That's
the swellest kind!"
"Oh, that's so, too. I forgot. It's
blank, all right. Yes, it's the goods.
Any more?"
Some! And it ought to be the hot
stuff, toe. Took me the best part of
ten days to frame it! There's better
COMM too. Just take a slant at this,
will you?"
If you think you could fall for me,
Kiddo. say the word and you're on, for
life! Cupid has went and handed you
my whole flock of goats, that's no
pipe. What do you say we bunch our
play, from now on? You'd sure be
some Classy pal for me! Any time
you want to frame up with me, work.
Ing Double harness, I'm your Pippin.
Can't you see me, Dovey? II we hitch,
l know we can give the Census and
the course of Hurlan events a right
Sassy push, all right, SO don't Shy off.
But be my Molasses Bunch, till death
us do pry Apart!
All ask il your Heart and hand,
and Continuation of the swell Eats.
as this lact mnpfh
Ben started suddenly, with a quick
glance at Pod, but the latter was far
too absorbed in his reading to notice
No use for you to be side stem in
this Hashery, when you can be the
main tent in Cottage with Ivory
lvy-round the door. Shed that apron
kid. and I'll show you the real silks,
cut on the Bias. with fringe and doll
fixings all from Paris. Get me? Cut
out the tay.ta-tay confabs with that
fresh new Night clerk. same as I've
been wise to. the past Week. and &C.
cept q Loving heart that beats only