More Poetry and the ukulele

The Evening Ledger (Philadelphia) of 21 July 1917 gave another poem featuring the ukulele.  Tom Daly (the fellow who gave the word ‘frumgeous’ to the world) in his column lamented the death of a famous poet of the USA, and thus could not bring himself to play the happy ukulele.

The Village Poet

Whenever it’s a Saturday
I should address you tritely,
Or stroll on Chestnut street and play
My ukulele lightly.

I know, in spite of draft and war–
Of which we’ve had an earful–
I should permit my muse to soar
And warble blithe and cheerful.

But this is why my eyes are dim
And I am thrall to sorrow:
I’ve just read Whitcombe Riley’s ‘Jim’
He’s dead a year tomorrow!

Sic transit gloria mundi.

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Frumgeous Ukulele (in verse no less)

A poetic invitation and rhymed refusal were published together sometime after March 1917, and before the end of the First World War — the newspaper itself is as yet unidentifiable.

Why not visit Honolulu?
Drop in on us without warning
When your next vacation’s due

Many thank for invitation
But we don’t believe we can, Sir
We may have to serve the nation.

We might wear your flower Boa
And a smile — and wear ’em gayly —
But we fear the wild aloa
And the Frumgeous ukulele.
So excuse us.
                                                    T. A. Daly

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