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SANDWICH MAN

[CE skating carnival is shouted From swinging boards that swing no chances To him, who, time’s limp down-at-heel, Is done with all the days and dances. And youth will stare and smoothly plan With strength alive, and ruddy, restiveWhat though it rants from a roving stick If the flag be out and foolish, festive? The sandwich man with the fiery word Has burnt-out eyes and blackened palms, And yet he starts a storm of pleasure Clutched within the final calms. He has his own cold carnival, As clamped by boards and years he totters, | Skating the thin ice of age, _A wisp for whom no marvel matters.

J. R.

Hervey

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New Zealand Listener, Volume 28, Issue 714, 20 March 1953, Page 9

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112

SANDWICH MAN New Zealand Listener, Volume 28, Issue 714, 20 March 1953, Page 9

SANDWICH MAN New Zealand Listener, Volume 28, Issue 714, 20 March 1953, Page 9

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