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<p>A friend, to us did come who’s sore,<br />
You should have heard his awful roar.<br />
A copper on the great high-way<br />
Caught him in a trap one day.
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<p>No more loafing on the job,<br />
No more innocents to rob.<br />
They must ride both night and day<br />
If they can hope to earn their pay.
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<p><span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 11em;"> <i>—The Car wih Character.</i></span>
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<p>Our friend, to us he did confide<br />
That motor cops would have to ride.<br />
No more hiding by the road,<br />
No more chance our friend to goad.
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<p>It long has been our own opinion,<br />
That here within our small dominion,<br />
Many men have paid a fine<br />
Just from persecution blind.
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<p>One second more and he’d done ninety,<br />
The cops they worked it almost nightly.<br />
No show our friend would ever get<br />
When face to face the judge he met.
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<p>No one has yet a copper known<br />
Whose word’s not better than your own.<br />
No judge has ever yet been found<br />
With whom your word would fair go down.
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<p>If all our officers were true<br />
And treated as the same as you,<br />
Our friend would then feel he were safer<br />
Where'er he'd go in a Studebaker.
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<p>The trap was some few hundred feet,<br />
The cop was on his motor, fleet.<br />
With watch in hand he felt so nifty<br />
And made our friend out doing fifty.
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<p>But now our friend’s in greatest glee,<br />
The palmy days are o’er you see.<br />
The law has stopped the use of traps<br />
To curb abuse of motor chaps.
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<p>It’s known to all to be the law,<br />
That interest should you wish to draw,<br />
On something that you have within,<br />
You first must put that something in.
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<p>If your home is not going right,<br />
You stay out late most every night,<br />
You have no longer interest there,<br />
You’ve no investment worth the care.
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<p><span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 11em;"> <i>—The Car wih Character.</i></span>
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<p>If you have brothers in your lodge,<br />
You now quite often try to dodge,<br />
Then your interest’s growing slim,<br />
You must put in if you would win.
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<p>For you, your business does not pay,<br />
And you lament from day to day,<br />
You have not to your business given,<br />
That from which pay is deriven.
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<p>Your goose it lays a golden egg,<br />
Marks up your interest just a peg,<br />
But feed, you must, your goose of old,<br />
If you would get your egg of gold.
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<p>All through life as taught by Him,<br />
If you take out you must put in,<br />
It’s things you do for all about,<br />
You take your biggest interest out.
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<p>With motor cars it’s just the same,<br />
What’s been put in comes out again.<br />
Now you can make your own deduction,<br />
From the Studebakers’ big production.
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<p>If interest in your church has died,<br />
It doesn’t revive although you’ve tried,<br />
Just ask yourself and look within<br />
To see what you are putting in.
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<p>'Twas out on Garey north of town,<br />
They had their auto curtains down,<br />
Spooning there without a light,<br />
At ten o'clock the other night.
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