PEEPS AT THE PASSING SHOW

NZ Truth, Issue 1197, 8 November 1928, Page 6

PEEPS AT THE PASSING SHOW

KTA-ORAtrix . " x *** " ■ CABLE: "Dr. Eckener denied that there Avas a shortage of food aboard the Zeppelin, but . . . the water supply almost gave out. fortunately, there was plenty of beer, wine and liquor aboard, all of which was consumed with the exception of one bottle."— Plenty of nip m th| air. «= * " ** DANGER to the eyes, says an evening paper, is one of the difficulties our film censors have to contend with. That noble soul, the censor, sits Unblinking through the boldest bits, And when the sirens make too free, He does not spare his eyes— not he! Intensely at the screen he peers, The while he thumbs his trusty shears; Regardless of the deadly strain, He says, "We'll run that- through again." In this humanitarian way. He'll sacrifice his sight all day; He has this single thought m mindTo sa*e us all from going blind!

W7OMEN certainly don't carry things " to extremes. r ~ * * ■•.••/• ANOTHER caption: "Pictures or Wives." What matters, if both are hand-painted? ■".■*,' ■ * : ■ * "\Y7HEN you feel again like commit- ** ting suicide, what you should do is eat a coupte of chops." Sage advice from bench to prisoner. When you skeddadled, dear, despair Had almost. greyed my youthful hair, And all I sought was how to be Interred beneath a willow- tree — Just then an, angel form said, "Wipe Your tears away, sir, with this tripe!" it was a waitress with a plate Who saved me from an awful fate; Her kindly and discerning eye Perceived I was too young to die, And so she wooed me back to life With tripe and. onions;. fork and knife. How often still, when I feel blue, And ache inside for lack of you, I ring the butcher up and say: "I feel like suicide to-day" — And swiftly, ere my heart can break, He patches. it .with juicy steak.