IN DAYS OF OLD WHEN NIGHTS WERE QUIET
Old King Cole was a merry old No monarch e’er was meeker; For he never heard a single word Of a neighbour’s noisome speaker. Sing a song of radio, A pocket full of noise; Four and twenty saxophones— The Koffer Kollege Boys. When the programme opened Those birds began to labour. Wasn’t that a noisy dish To set before a neighbour? —New York "Wortd.”
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Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 904, 22 February 1930, Page 19
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72IN DAYS OF OLD WHEN NIGHTS WERE QUIET Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 904, 22 February 1930, Page 19
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