VI

The lemon-wagon rumbled by today

And dropped me off a sour one - are you on?

I went and gave the boss a cooney con

About the Car-Barn Kick - what did he say?

“Back to your platform, Clarence light and gay,

Jingle the jocund fares, nor think upon

The larks of Harry Lehr or Bath House John,

For they are It and you are still on pay.”

So I have been sky-prancing all night long

A-dragging car-conductors and their queens

Clad in their laughing-robes to join the throng

That makes the Car-Barn function all the beans.

And say! I had a brainstorm just last trip

When I took Pansy's fare from Gill the Grip.