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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508884" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Twins Of Lucky Strike</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've sung of Violet de Vere, that slinky, minky dame,<br>Of Gertie of the Diamond Tooth, and Touch-the-Button Nell,<br>And Maye Lamore,--at eighty-four I oughta blush wi' shame<br>That in my wild and wooly youth I knew them ladies well.<br>And Klondike Kit, and Gumboot Sue, and many I've forgot;<br>They had their faults, as I recall, the same as you and me;<br>But come to take them all in all, the daisy of the lot,<br>The glamour queen of dance-hall dames was Montreal Maree.<br>And yet her heart was bigger than a barn, the boys would say;<br>Always the first to help the weak, and so with words of woe,<br>She put me wise that Lipstick Lou was in the family way:<br>"An' who ze baby's fazzaire ees, only ze bon Dieu know."<br>Then on a black and bitter night passed on poor Lipstick Lou;<br>And by her bedside, midwife wise, wi' tears aflowin' free,<br>A holdin' out the newly born,--an' by gosh! there was two:<br>"Helas! I am zere mossaire now," said Montreal Maree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Said One-eyed Mike: "In Lucky Strike we've never yet had twins,"<br>As darin' inundation he held one upon each knee.<br>"Say, boys, ain't they a purty sight, as like's a pair o' pins--<br>We gotta hold a christinin' wi' Father Tim McGee."<br>"I aim to be their Godpa," bellowed Black Moran from Nome.<br>"The guy wot don't love childer is a blasted S.O.B.:<br>So long as I can tot a gun them kids won't lack a home."<br>"I sink zey creep into my heart," said Montreal Maree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas hectic in the Nugget Bar, the hooch was flowin' free,<br>An' Lousetown Liz was singin' of how someone done her wrong,<br>Wi' sixty seeded sourdoughs all ahollerin' their glee,<br>When One-eyed Mike uprose an' called suspension of the song.<br>Says he: "Aloodin' to them twins, their age in months is two,<br>An' I propose wi' Christmas close, we offer them a tree.<br>'Twill sure be mighty pleasin' to the ghost o' Lipstick Lou . . ."<br>"Zen you will be ze Père Noël," said Montreal Maree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The dance hall of the Nugget Bar erupted joy an' light,<br>An' set upon the stage them twins was elegant to see,<br>Like angel cherubs in their robes of pure baptismal white,<br>Abaskin' in the sunny smile o' Father tim McGee.<br>Then on the bar stood Santa Claus, says he: "We'll form a Trust;<br>So all you sourdoughs heft your pokes an' hang 'em on the Tree.<br>To give them kids a chance in life we'll raise enough or bust!"<br>"For zem I pray ze Lord to bless," said Montreal Maree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You never saw a Christmas Tree so swell as that, I vow,<br>Wi' sixty sweaty sourdoughs ringin' round them infants two;<br>Their solid pokes o' virgin gold aweighin' down each bough,<br>All singin' Christ Is Risen, for the soul o' Lipstick Lou,<br>"Lo! Death is a deliverer, the purger of our sins,<br>And Motherhood leads up to God," said Father Tim McGee.<br>Then all the Ladies of the Line bent down to kiss them twins,<br>Clasped to the breast, Madonna-like, of Montreal Maree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sure 'tis the love of childer makes for savin' of the soul,<br>And in Maternity the hope of humankind we see;<br>So though she wears no halo, headin' out for Heaven's goal,<br>Awheelin' of a double pram,--bless Montreal Maree!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508884" data-title="The Twins Of Lucky Strike de Robert William Service" data-description="I've sung of Violet de Vere, that slinky, minky dame, Of Gertie of the Diamond Tooth, and Touch-the-Button Nell, And Maye Lamore,--at eighty-four I oughta blush wi' shame That in my wild and wooly youth I knew them ladies well. And Klondike Kit, a..."></div> </div> </div>
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