Samuel E. Kiser,
Thrills of a Bell Boy
“ Mike says he’d let his mother get alongWithout an arm to hang to that was strong,And never seem to think she might get hurtBy bein’ bumped, and never fret at allIf she would put her foot down in the dirt,And never be afraid that she would fall. I wonder why a fellow’s mother triesTo make you think that every man that’s wiseSteers clear of all the girls? I wonder whyA fellow’s mother thinks they’re mean and slyAnd hardly fit to look you in the eyes? ”
