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The Love Sonnets of a Car Conductor

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I says to her, Fare, please! Out loud like that, But she pipes, Fade, Bill, fade! Youpinched my fare. That get-back tripped your Oswald to the mat, And yet I yelled, Cough up here, Golden Hair! Eh, what? I got the zing from Pansy's orb Which says, Dry out now, Shorty, please absorb!

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34 pages, Paperback

First published January 1, 1908

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Wallace Irwin

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Humorist brother of the more serious Will Irwin.

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