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The Worsted Man The motor-car, perfumed with noxious gases. Alone doth set their heart-strings all a-chug. And now, alas! poor Dan sad little duffer Finds, stead of hearts to shelter him from pain, That he must act as some cold master s "ehuffer," And guide his motor-car through sun and rain. Ah, Strephon! What a change has come upon you That you should leave man s best gift in the lurch! Pray, whither have your ancient man ners gone you No more escort your heart s desire to church ? Oh, what, alas! has Dan poor little Cupid 56
