Classic Poem

The youth who spent his money on the rink and on the

skate,
And squandered all the wealth he had on sleighing parties

late;
The youth that spent his money on the winter's choicest

plums
Oh, he gets the razzle dazzle when the joyous spring-time

comes.

The youth who went to dances in McFlinkmadingle's

hall;
The youth who spent his shekels on the ' swarry ' and

the ball ;
The youth who for his Persian lamb is owing various

sums
Oh, he gets the razzle dazzle when the happy spring-time

comes.

The youth who yelled for whisky hot in a fog-horn tone

of voice ;
The youth who bought much oysters for the lady of his

choice ;
The youth who sat around the fire, a-twiddling of his

thumbs
Oh, he gets the razzle dazzle when the gentle spring-time

comes.

For 'tis the time the tailor his horn begins to toot,

And he hangs upon the outer wall the handsome April

suit ;



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The youth who hasn't money when the tailor beats his

drums,
Oh, he gets the razzle dazzle when the joyous spring-time

comes.

Oh, list to me, my tender youth, the boats they soon will
run ;

In lemonade and ice cream there 's an awful lot of fun ;

So save your nickels, every one, and keep away from
bums,

Or, you '11 get the razzle dazzle when then pleasant spring-
time comes.