A SOLILOQUY Tis the evening hour, my tasks are done. My Chevrolet let us take a run Calling on friends adown the Bay2" It seems so long since we passed that way. Like a bird we flit past Geordie's street, Nods and smiles from the friends we meet; Tom with his team afield I see He is singing - hark - the Doxology. What's the idea, tell me, pray, Of that barrel sitting within the Bay?27 28 Is it your bath-tub, farmer Shawn? 29 And what's in that pen on your pretty lawn? ; Heavyweight John30 is hale and stout With his two handmaidens to help him out Of unclaimed treasure I have seen At the head of the list stands small Pauline.31 A kindly greeting at Echo Dell 32 From Rupert and Reggie and bonnie Belle 33 Then Blinky and Tony and Sweet Marie Well Worthy the name of the dauntless three. ,■■■■■■' 131