From the Evening Star, March 29, 1915. By Philander Johnson.
Now that we’ve got electric lights
An’ trolley cars an’ such;
An’ movies an’ a lot o’ sights
That interest us much;
Now that we’ve built the buildin’s tall,
An’ streets in fine condition;
We sit an’ dream an’ after all
Jes’ want to go a-fishin’.
Though mightily we are improved
By many a new invention;
By old-time impulses we’re moved
To shun the world’s dissension.
Amid the rattle and the glare
We find ourselves a-wishin’
To seek a lonesome spot somewhere
An’ simply go a-fishin’.
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