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Book: Songs of a Sun-Lover

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  • This year an ocean trip I took, and as I am a Scot
    And like to get my money's worth I never missed a meal.
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  • In the dark and damp of the alley cold,
    Lay the Christmas tree that hadn't been sold;
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  • My folks think I'm a serving maid
    Each time I visit home;
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  • Life, you've been mighty good to me,
    Yet here's the end of the trail;
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  • My tangoing seemed to delight her;
    With me it was love at first sight.
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  • Marie Vaux of the Painted Lips,
    And the mouth so mocking gay,
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  • What guts he had, the Dago lad
    Who fought that Frenchman grim with guile;
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  • Since I have come to years sedate
    I see with more and more acumen
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  • Jenny was my first sweetheart;
    Poor lass! she was none too smart.
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  • From out her shabby rain-coat pocket
    The little Jew girl in the train
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  • I stood before a candy shop
    Which with a Christmas radiance shone;
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  • For supper we had curried tripe.
    I washed the dishes, wound the clock;
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  • Dogs have a sense beyond our ken -
    At least my little Trixie had:
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  • If you and I should chance to meet,
    I guess you wouldn't care;
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  • Lord, I'm grey, my face is run,
    But by old Harry, I've had my fun;
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  • Ma tried to wash her garden slacks but couldn't get 'em clean
    And so she thought she'd soak 'em in a bucket o' benzine.
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  • Till midnight her needle she plied
    To finish her pretty pink dress;
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  • Toil's a tunnel, there's no way out
    For fellows, the like o' me;
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  • He was our leader and our guide;
    He was our saviour and our star.
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  • She was so wonderful I wondered
    If wedding me she had not blundered;
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  • Worms finer for fishing you couldn't be wishing;
    I delved them dismayed from the velvety sod;
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  • He burned a hole in frozen muck,
    He pierced the icy mould,
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  • My poem may be yours indeed
    In melody and tone,
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