"WHO'S THAT A' CALLING"
Like pfin'k coral shells Amid clustering curls Are the long-suffering ears Of the telephone girls! Who sit for long hours: W r ith a tension that tires To deal with the calls That come over the wires. There's the crabby subscriber Who barks like a dog And the corpulent codger Who croaks like a frog, The Martha like Matron Who earnestly begs The grocer to send her, Her bacon and eggs. Also billing and cooing Of lovers forlorn, Who dance the night out And; are all in next morn. Then talkative bodies Who think that the phone Was installed for the pleasure Of gossip alone. Pre-emptory orders, plaintive re quests For a speedy response To the callers behests. The bull dozing bounder Who sings in one's, ear, And counters the bite With "so sorry my dear." The romantic miss, Who thays "kithing ith blith," Slow tragic and comic Though sometimes a whirl Is the listening life c/f the telephone girl. H. SERGANT
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Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 7, Issue 67, 26 April 1944, Page 2
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166"WHO'S THAT A' CALLING" Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 7, Issue 67, 26 April 1944, Page 2
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