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Conger Reynolds correspondence, April 1918

1918-04-04 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 3

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you a sample. Say, "I do?" Well then-- "Once there was a village myden (maiden) Paire and simple, without blyme But she met the village squi-i-er And she lost her priceless nyme. Then she went awye to London Just to hide her ghastly shyme There she met an army captain And she lost her nyme agyne. Cho- So it is the whole world over, It's the poor what gets the blyme, It's the rich wot tykes the pleasure Isn't it a ghastly shyme. What an awful husband you have! It looks pretty bad on paper, but it's a very touching thing. You should hear the wail in the music. There are many more verses. It did not occur to me that my letter to Sister Stockard might get into print and I'm sure I didn't write it as I should
 
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