When a man writes poetry It’s a sure sign he’s in love with someone —or something. Some men are inspired by beautiful womanhood, some by a gorgeous sunset. Here’s a man inspired by his favourite tobacco* THE BLUE TIN CAN I’ve tried the brands from every clime: Choice mixtures with Perique; But long—oh, long ago! I learned The only brand to seek. Each day our useless worries mount. Our evenings to provoke; But through the alchemy of fire They vanish into smoke. They vanish when our spirit holds No enmity toward man. And smoke the sunshine bottled up In Edgeworth’s Blue Tin Can. So smoke away! This loyal friend Is void of bite or sting. For ho is monarch of a world Where Happiness is King. —2 —lrving H. Walker.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 480, 9 October 1928, Page 10
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