OUTSIDE O’ THE MAIL INTO MENNEN
Unloading—an’ didn’t the suppers smell warm!
An’ the light gushing out o’ the doorways like gold,
An’ we waiting out there, so hungry an’ cold!
“But I reckon our homes ’ll be snugger,” says Peter,
“Our fires ’ll be warmer, our food ’ll be sweeter.
Nothing like Want to make Having completer.”
“Gee-up,” says Benny. “There’s Mennen.”
XI
Signal house passed—Mennen at last!
“Triumph’s” the ending o’ “Try.”
“Well, and now the trip’s done, I’m half sorry for one;
“Poor weather,” says Zacky, “but pretty fair fun.”
An’ Willy says bravely! “Ay! ay!”
Master, he murmurs: “I’ve been pretty cosy”—
Gracey laughs out, an’ I’ll warrant was rosy.
“Well, grumbles ’ll keep—may as well laugh as weep,”
Says I. “’Tis more handsome an’ equally cheap!”
Benny comes round for to help me alight,
An’ says he: “Guess the weather ’ud always be right
If you had the right folks—an’ I’ve had ’em to-night
Outside o’ the mail into Mennen.”
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