The Lay of the Lonesome Lung – 101229593_p04

An illustrated poem depicts a man on the streets of London in silhouette.

In London streets he met
A portly man, before he’d been an hour there,
Who said to him, “I’ll bet
I know why you so at the Tower stare;
Just read that bill,” said he, “you need it, Mister,”
It read, “Try Balsam of Wild Cherry, — Wistar.”

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