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A Ballplayer’s Day

He listened to his WAXAPHONE,
Then lay—ending his day so rough—
Upon a mattress widely known.
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But, at the price, I’ve said enough.


Ever See Her?

There was a little fluff,
And she wore a little puff
And a rat made of shoddy and of cotton.
When they were there
She looked very, very fair,
And when they were off she looked rotten.

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