Grant Poetry: 1880

LITTLE DROPS.

Little Streaks of Lightning, Little
Nubs of News, Make the Sleep-
iest Husband Get up
and Peruse.

Little Canuk Councils, Envy in
Their Wigs, Ostracise Our
Cattle, and Like-
wise Our
Pigs.¹

Little Sailor Alfred Compliments
Our Acts², Oleomargarine is
Liable to Tax³.

Little Mississippi, Has a Small Cy-
clone, Twenty-Two are
Slaughtered; Num-
ber Hurt Un-
known⁴,

And the Little Minutes, Humble tho'
They be, Bring us Near the
Time of President

U. S. G.

(The Argus, 28 April 1880.)

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