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Brothers even those of you who are already in the sear and yellow leaf and full of years and iniquity	A
Sometimes I doubt not let your thoughts go back to those days of antiquity	A
When mother tucked you into your little bed	B
After your little prayers were said	B
And having said goodnight	C
She most inconsiderately took away the light	C
Then came my brothers that dread half hour in the day of a child	D
When your mind was filled with weird imaginings and fancies wild	D
Of Bogey men and Hobgoblins Ogres and Demons so that for a space you lay	E
Filled with a child's vague fear of the dark and longing for the day	E
Then to comfort you there came the thought	F
That guardian angels as you had been taught	F
Hovered ever near	G
To watch over timid little boys and girls and still their fear	G
Is not that what other said	B
And in your childish mind you pictured a feathered friend roosting benevolently	E
at the foot of your bed	B
Then were you filled with solace deep	H
You sighed contentedly and went to sleep	H
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Brother	I
I would speak to you of another kind of mother	I
Of our political mamma or historical mater	I
Mrs Britannia to wit who lives on the other side of the equator	I
You have doubtless seen her pictured upon certain coins of the realm	J
Sitting on the sharp edge of a shield holding a picthfork and wearing an absurd	K
and elaborate helm	J
That is the lady our dear old mum	L
Mother of a large and parti colored family that has given her much trouble and	M
promises more in the years to come	L
Hitherto she has tucked us into bed	B
And for a trifling cash consideration to allay our dread	B
Has so to speak left us the light	C
In the shape of a few more or less efficient warships that might or might not be	A
of use in a fight	C
But that was neither here nor there	N
So long as they served their purpose and like a candle of childhood's days	O
dissipated the shadows and the attendant thoughts that scare	N
But behold my brother we are no longer an infant nation	P
We have doffed our swaddling clothes and have gone into pants and top hats	Q
and motor coats and split skirts and other habilments of adult	R
civilisation	P
We are no longer young enough to pet and fondle to nurse and bounce and dandle	E
And behold mother has taken away the candle	E
This is well enough	S
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And nobody would be complaining if the dear old lady didn't try to fill us up with	T
the stuff	S
That was designed alone for infant ears	U
And to allay imaginery fears	U
She forgets the poor old worried mum that we have so to speak arrived now	P
at years of discretion	P
And if you pardon the expression	P
Endeavors to pull her trusting offsping's leg with the old old tale	E
Of the beautiful and ever watchful guardian angel that will never fail	E
To banish the naughty nasty bogeys the wicked ogres that lurk	V
Around our little bed Brother that guardian angel gag won't work	V
We happen to know a little about this saffron colored seraph this Mongolian	P
cherub to whose tender care our doting parent would leave us	W
And unless our eyes deceive us	W
He bears a most remarkable reseblance to the ogre that we fear	G
We have not the least doubt that he will most obligingly hover near	G
Our little cot	X
But we are very very anxious concerning certain little childish possessions	Y
we have got	X
We have out own private opinions about the sort of watch he will keep	H
And we have wisely if rebelliously decided that WE WILL NOT GO TO SLEEP	H
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Speaking of guardian angels and other birds	Z
I should just like to say a few words	Z
In conclusion	P
In reference to this guardian angel illusion	P
It will be remebered that mother herself when she was young and not so	A2
handy with the flatiron of war as she is to day	E
Had a little experience of her own in that way	E
It was a Saxon guardian angel with fierce whiskers and a spear	G
That poor mother put her maiden trust in and it would appear	G
That he treated her in a very shameful and ungentlemanly style	E
For after he had expelled the Scot burglar or the Pict fowl thief or whoever it was	B2
he remarked with a sinister smile	E
'Well not that I am here	C2
My dear	G
I think I'll stay for a while '	-
And that's how mother got married he did marry her in the end or so I	D2
understand	E2
And made an honest woman of her and in time they built up a very respectable home	F2
in the land	E2
But after all despite his morals he was a white man and a decent sort of fellow	A2
And things miht have been very different if his color had happened to be yellow	A2
Since then if any reliance can be placed on the histories that adorn my shelf	G2
Mother has gone in rather largely for the guardian business herself	G2
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And this she has done I must confess	H2
With considerable success	H2
She has played the benign guardian angel at one time and another to quite a	I2
number of simple and unsophisticated folk	J2
Who when her guardianship has become too insistent have not always appeared to	K2
appreciate the joke	J2
But my brother this is what I should vey much like to know	A2
Since the old girl knows so much about this thing through personal experience	L2
why does she want to go	A2
And put up that rusty old bluff on her innocent and confiding little son	P
In the circumstances there is only one thing for him to do and the lesson cannot be	A
learned too soon The only reliable guardian angel for children of his age	M2
IS A GUN	P
I don't know what you think about it brother	I
But speaking privately and strictly between ourselves I think it's pretty crook	N2
on the part of mother	I

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

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