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II.

IF I could have my choice I wouldn’t be

The main guy of a kingdom—nix fer me.

I’d only wish that I could be as great

As one of these gay boys from up the State

Imagines that we think he is when he

Tilts back his hat and lights his cigarette

And does the pouter-pigeon act; I’d let

Them have their thrones if I could be as grand

As these boys think they are when they “run down”

On business trips and let their chests expand

And act as though they’d come to buy the town.

The minute one of them gets in he shies

Around the telegraph girl, makin’ eyes

And wantin’ to know what it costs to send

Ten words to Saugatuck or Brady’s Bend,

Or dictates to the shorthand girl and tries

To make her think he’s Mike from Up-the-Crick—

It’s easy work to spot these Johnnies quick:

They try to mash the chambermaids up-stairs,

And buzz the news-stand lady, and I s’pose

They think that we all think they’re millionaires—

Hello! There that sweet little actress goes.