Arthur Rodman’s “Jingles” Booklet-Pages 21-22

    DADDY GOES SKATING

What is this? For goodness sakes,
Daddy’s got some roller skates.
Didn’t think he had the nerve;
Now we’ll see a brand new curve.

Says it’s thirty years or more
Since he skated on a floor.
So we’ll watch our Daddy’s lark,
Roller skating in the park.

Now he puts them on with care;
Tries to stand, and grabs the air.
Down he goes; I knew he’d fall;
Lucky thing he’s not so tall.

What a racket Daddy makes
Dancing on his roller skates.
Now he’s off; again he’ll feel
Thrills of woe along his keel.

There, he fell and bumped his head,
Don’t tell mamma what he said.
Some folks think it eases pain
If they speak a little “plain.”

After while he gets the swing,
And he’s simply on the wing.
‘Round and ’round the course he sways
Just as in his youthful days.

Then he banters for a race,
And he sets a lively pace.
Oh, what fun, altho it’s dark,
Roller skating in the park.

All at once amid the clash
There’s a dull and sudden smash.
There’s a form upon the walk,
Not a bit inclined to talk.

    DADDY GOES SKATING-Cont.

Dad lay in a silent heap,
Never letting out a “cheep.”
But he’s made a crimson mark
Roller skating in the park.

Now he’s got a scrambled face
And his nose seems out of place.
All bruised up from toe to head,
But he wouldn’t stay in bed.

Limps around from door to door,
Wont admit he’s very sore.
But he’s through, he firmly states,
Doing stunts on roller skates.

          ACROSTIC

Friends and neighbors, young and old,
In our bank let’s keep your gold;
Rest’assured it’s always safe,
So you needn’t fret and chafe.
There’s a vault with boxes strong,

Built so papers can’t go wrong,
Always at your beck and call–
None can ask a thing too small.
Keep in mind we’re here to serve,

And from right we will not swerve.
Never once in fifty years
Dare you say we’ve roused your fears.

Through the panics’ blight and gloom
Rival banks have met their doom;
Up and down tho others sway
Safe and sound we’re here to stay.
Through and through, from front to back

Comfort nowhere do we lack.
Old has been replaced with new,
Made the best that skill can do;
Please come in and rest awhile,
And you’ll get our brighest (sic – “brightest”) smile.
Now, our name we haven’t told,
Yet it’s here in letters bold.

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