Here’s to your coffins
May they be made of hundred-year-old oaks
Which we shall plant tomorrow.
May you both live as long as you want,
and never want as long as you live
May the best of your yesterdays be the worst
of your tomorrows.
More from Issue #3
HumorMoose Lake Cartoons by Roddy Thorleifson
HumorClancy’s Kids by Percy L. Crosby
Jokes
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A Glass of Scotch by Margaret McNellis
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