JUST NONSENSE

 JUST NONSENSE 

(HYMN)

 It was midnight on the ocean, 
Not a street car was in sight, 
The sun was shining brightly, 
For it rained all day thar night.

Twas a summer's day in winter, 

The rain was snowing fast, 

As a barefoot girl with shoes on, 

Stood sitting on the grass.

It was evening, and the rising sun 

Was setting in the West, 

While the little fishes in the trees 

Were cuddled in their nest.

The rain was pouring down, 

The sun was shining bright,

And everything that you could see 

Was hidden out of sight.  

Then the organ pealed potatoes, 

Lard was rendered by the choir, 

While the sexton rang a dish rag, 

Someone set the church on fire.

"Holy Smoke!" the preacher shouted, 

As he madly tore his hair; 

Now his head resembles Heaven, 

For there is no parting there.

By London Blighty  

THE ORIGINAL HYMN, RECITATION AND THE MOTION  SONG OF THE FARMERS OF THE STATE OF SOUTH DAKOTA AND THE NORTH DAKOTA OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA IN THIS  HISTORICAL ARTICLE IS PRESENTED AS IT WAS FOUND IN THIS HISTORICAL MAGAZINE OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. THIS IS TRADITIONAL LUTHERAN HYMN AND THE ORIGINAL RELIGIOUS HYMN OF THE NATIVE AMERICAN INDIAN TRIBES OF SOUTH AND NORTH DAKOTA STATES, REGISTERED AND PUBLISHED IN ONE OF THE MOST REPUTABLE AGRICULTURAL MAGAZINES OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA:

AMERICAN COOPERATIVE JOURNAL AUGUST 1921

Leave It to Bobby 

A patriotic Scotchman was present at a meeting at which an eminent Shakespearan scholar dwelt on the glories of his favorite author. At the close the Scot approached the lecturer, and said:

 "Ye think a fine lot o Shakespeare, Doc'tor?" 

"I do sir!" was the emphatic reply. 

"An ye think he was mair clever than Rabbie Burns?"

"Why, there is no comparison between them!"

"Maybe no: but ye tell us the nicht it was Shakespeare who wrote, 'Uneasy lies the head that wears a croon." Now. Rabbie wad never hae written sic nonsense as that!"

"Nonsense, sir!" cried the indignant doctor.

"Ay, just nonsense! Rabbie wad hae kent that a king, or a queen either, disna gang to bed wi' the croon on his head. He wad hang it ower the back o' his chair!"- 

Boston Post  

References:

1.AMERICAN COOPERATIVE JOURNAL AUGUST 1921

2. CARTOONS MAGAZINE PUBLISHED MONTHLY AT O NORTH MICHIGAN AVENUE CHICAGO  1919 Volume 16