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POEMS BY CLARA A. MERRILL
SONG OF A SUFFRAGETTE
With apologies to A. P. S.
This world would be happy, and lovely indeed,
If the men were banished, of them there's no need;
Now the ambitious women must fight for their due—
With the pesky men-folks we'll have no more to do!
If the men were banished, of them there's no need;
Now the ambitious women must fight for their due—
With the pesky men-folks we'll have no more to do!
Chorus
They don 't like to work. Oh no!
(Men and work don't agree you know.)
(Men and work don't agree you know.)
With mouth full of Tobacco, at ease near the grate
They'll sit and vehemently expectorate;
And the women are lucky if they can keep out
Of the streaks of tobacco-juice flying about!
They'll sit and vehemently expectorate;
And the women are lucky if they can keep out
Of the streaks of tobacco-juice flying about!
Chorus
And tobacco-smoke fragrant will flow
In beautiful wreaths, you know!
In beautiful wreaths, you know!
The women, poor things, must wash, mend and bake,
And should there occur the slightest mistake
The men-folks will growl, and help things along
And emphasize things with language strong!
And should there occur the slightest mistake
The men-folks will growl, and help things along
And emphasize things with language strong!
