VLVL2 (Chapter 6) - part 4

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Which brings to mind:


BARBER: 
I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay. 
I sleep all night and I work all day. 

MOUNTIES: 
He's a lumberjack, and he's okay. 
He sleeps all night and he works all day. 

BARBER: 
I cut down trees. I eat my lunch. 
I go to the lavatory. 
On Wednesdays I go shoppin' 
And have buttered scones for tea. 

MOUNTIES: 
He cuts down trees. He eats his lunch. 
He goes to the lavatory. 
On Wednesdays he goes shoppin' 
And has buttered scones for tea. 
He's a lumberjack, and he's okay. 
He sleeps all night and he works all day. 

BARBER: 
I cut down trees. I skip and jump. 
I like to press wild flowers. 
I put on women's clothing 
And hang around in bars. 

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> 
> The Lumberjacks Prayer
> 
> I pray dear Lord for Jesus' sake,
> Give us this day a T-Bone Steak,
> Hallowed be thy Holy name,
> But don't forget to send the same.
> 
> Oh, hear my humble cry, Oh Lord,
> And send us down some decent board,
> Brown gravy and some German fried,
> With sliced tomatoes on the side.
> 
> Observe me on my bended legs,
> I'm asking you for Ham and Eggs,
> And if thou haves't custard pies,
> I like, dear Lord, the largest size.
> 
> Oh, bear my cry, All Mighty Host,
> I quite forgot the Quail on Toast,
> -Let your kindly heart be stirred,
> And stuff some oysters in that bird.
> 
> Dear Lord, we know your Holy wish,
> On Friday we must have a fish,
> Our flesh is weak and spirit stale,
> You better make that fish a whale.
> 
> Oh, hear me Lord, remove these "Dogs,"
> These sausages of powder'd logs,
> Your bull beef hash and bearded Snouts,
> Take them to hell or thereabouts.
> 
> With Alum bread and Pressed-Beef butts,

> Dear Lord you damn near ruin'd my guts,
> Your white-wash milk and Oleorine,
> I wish to Christ I'd never seen.
> 
> Oh, bear me Lord, I am praying still,
> But if you won't, our union will,
> Put pork chops on the bill of fare,
> And starve no workers anywhere.
> (over)"
> 
> Turning the card over:
> 
> "Answer to the Prayer
> I am happy to say this prayer has been answered
> -by the "old man" himself. He tells me He has furnished
> -plenty for all - and that if I am not getting mine it's
> because I am not organized SUFFICIENTLY strong
> to force the master to loosen up.
> He tells me he has no knowledge on Dogs, Pressed-Beef
> Butts, etc., and that they probably are products of the Devil.
> He further informs me the Capitalists are children of Hisn
> and that He absolutely refuses to participate in any children's
> squabbles. He believes in letting us fight it out along the
> lines of Industrial Unionism.
> Yours in faith, T-BONE SLIM.
> NOTE. - The money derived from the sale of these,

> goes for the payment of putting out free literature."