MOTHER WAS A LADY.
Parody -Written by Charles H. Shutter.
Two bummers sat at breakfast in a bum hotel of fame-
While eating they were guessing who el.-e had eat the same;
Just then they caught the waiter, the only one they saw,
And asked him who the suckers were that eat this hash before.
At first he did not notice them, but then he thought he would:
My mother, sir, had eaten that or eaten all she could;
Then facing the two hoboes, with hair 'most turning red:
If you don't like it, leave it, see, and then he loudly said:
My mother was a lady, although no fault of here,
I Simply a misfortune that in families oft occurs:
She never took in washing till she married Mickey Hughes;
You wouldn't dare to "call me," see, if I was full of booze.
It's true one meal Is often as much as you can eat,
Thus spoke up Weary Willie as he stood upon his feet;
I've eat here often. Dusty; no doubt you did the same;
If we've been rude, excuse-see-but tell us what's yer name;
The waiter said Jolinsky. Why, I knows yer brother Ike;
Why, we've hoboed for many miles, and I never saw his like;
Now he'd he glad to see yer-that's if he wasn't dead-
He washed his face and drowned, see, but I likes yer since
yer said:- Chorus.