Poofter's Froth, Wyoming
March Eleven Sixty-Seven
Take a letter, Ms. Abetter,
An' our pigeons will be homing
To our jobbers in Dakota
And to Merwyn, Minnesota
This is merely just a note about
Performance to our quota
Well, we've all come out to show dem,
An' the Elks have helped us load 'em…
Little packets full of jackets
Little rackets, little rackets
Little Poofter-Cloth Appointments
Little Poofter's Froth Anointments
Little hoods, little goods
Little doo-dads from the woods
The entire stock is shipping
(Oh, our shod is hardly slipping!)
To our markets of the world
Our wrinkled pennants are unfurled!
T-shirt racks, rubber snacks,
Poster rolls with matching tacks,
Yes, a special beer for sports,
And paper cups that hold two quarts!
Everything a nation needs
For making hoopla while it feeds
The trash compactors, small reactors,
Mowers, blowers, throwers & the glowers
This is Buy-Cent-Any-All Salute
Two hundred years have gone ka-poot!
(Ah but we have been astute!)
Signed: Anon. – Wyo. Galoot
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