Dogs don't laugh, it's not their stile;

You'll seldom see a canine smyle,

And once I owned a beagle howned

Who never smiled -- he always fround.

 

Ciggy sponsors always cokes

Me to change mt present smoax;

This surely complicates affeirs,

Because right now I'm smoking thairs!

 

People riding prone in hurses

Have no further need for nearses.

 

There's one good thing about a muel:

He never kicks for lack of fule;

To O. P. A. he never squalked.

He wawked.

 

Luckily nature gave us teath

With some above and some beneeth.

 

Once I paid a thousand sheckles

To have a guy remove my frekels;

A very interesting cace,

For due to him, I have no fase!

 

[From The American Legion Magazine, September 1946]