Volume 103 — THE MISSING WORD.
Reading edition
(By a much-badgered Barmaid.)
Each boobyish bar-lounger calls me "dear," And "Misses" me in manner most absurd. I should not miss him! But the boss, I fear, Would miss his custom; so I still must hear His odious "Miss-ing" word! But oh! I'd sooner bear a monkey's kisses, Than some of these cheap mashers' mincing "Misses"! And there is one young ape!—I'd stand "two d" Could I hit him each time he "Misses" me!