FAIRY TALES.
When in my barber's "parlour" I find myself at night, And throw myself quite coatless in the chair, I feel a sense of pleasure, I may e'en say of delight, And do not know a single earthly care. I hear him strop his razor with all his main and might — He's ready to begin I plainly see — My ears are both wide open. I listen with delight To the fairy tales the barber tells to me. He tells me of his travels by land as well as sea; Of course, you know he's been most every where !
He's shaved kings in all countries, from Spain to Germany, And as for queens — at least he's cut their hair. He knows all men in office and on the Exchange too, He often gets a tip on the q. t. He makes a pile of money — I smile, now wouldn't you? At the fairy tales the barber tells to me. But he's no more a barber, I feel that I could sob ; He's gone and sold the shop and all the work , He thinks that he's done better; he's got another job, He's now a barefaced Weather Bureau clerk. At first I missed the prattle of my loquacious boy, But now I take my paper up with glee, For in the weather items I recognise with joy Those fairy tales my barber told to me.
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Free Lance, Volume III, Issue 119, 11 October 1902, Page 22
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234FAIRY TALES. Free Lance, Volume III, Issue 119, 11 October 1902, Page 22
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