Samuel E. Kiser,
Love Sonnets of an Office Boy
“ That long-legged clerk to death and then the band Would steal her, and nobody else would dare To try to save her, and they'd run away To where they had their cave, and keep her there, And ast more for her than her folks could pay. ”
Samuel E. Kiser,
Love Sonnets of an Office Boy
“ If I was grown to be a man, and you And all the others that are workin' here Was always under me, and I could clear The place to-morrow if I wanted to, I'd buy an easy chair all nice and new And get a bird to sing above your head, And let you set and rest all day, instead Of hammerin' them keys the way you do. I'd bounce that long-legged clerk and then I'd raise Your wages and move up my desk beside Where you'd be settin,' restin' there, and I'd Not care about the weather—all the days Would make me glad, and in the evenings then I'd wish't was time to start to work again. ”
Samuel E. Kiser,
Love Sonnets of an Office Boy
“ Will fight like cats and dogs and both be sad. But still there's one thing makes me kind of glad: The long-legged clerk must stay and work away, And, though he keeps pretendin' to be gay, It's plain enough to see he's feelin' bad. ”
