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BY WALLACE IRWIN
"It is spring, my dear Umbobo,
On the isle of Gumbo Goo,
And your father, King Korobo,
And your mother long for you.
"We had missionaries Monday,
Much the finest of the year--
Our old cook came back last Sunday,
And the stews she makes are _dear_.
"I've the _loveliest_ string of knuckles
Which dear Father gave to me,
And a pair of shin-bone buckles
Which I _so_ wish you could see.
"You remember Mr. Booloo?
He is coming over soon
With some friends from Unatulu--
We all hope they'll call at noon.
"Mr. Booloo's rather slender,
But we'll fix him up with sage,
And I think he'll be quite tender
For a fellow of his age.
"Genevieve O-loola's marriage
Was arranged so _very_ queer--
Have you read 'The Bishop's Carriage'?
Don't you think it's just _too dear_?
"I am hoping next vacation
I may visit you a while.
In this out-of-way location
It's _so_ hard to know the style.
"Will you try and match the sample
I enclose--be sure it's green.
Get three yards--that will be ample.
Velvet, mind, not velveteen.
"Gentle mother worries badly,
And she thinks it is a shame
That a man like Dr.
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