Here’s to the people who handle the mail-
We’ve no Johnsons or Jones, but still have a Fail.
Two Romines related as father and son
Who look not alike, but sticketh as one,
We also have Cole, but not by the ton.
Also, two Laymans; a father and son.
A Heinz who carries letters; and also the nane
Of the 57 varieties like the pickles of fame.
We too have a Goff who works with a song,
And a nice “little” fellow by the nane of E. Long,
A Bechtle; a Corbin, a Hosey, none tall-
But we have a slim Miller with stature for all.
I almost forgot our big boy Dillinger,
And Miss Stull who says the work’s killinger.
A Roby, a James, a Smith and a Fetter-
And a Ladies’ man Smithson who ought to know better.
A Myers and a Canp, fighting in heat and cold
For us other codgers who are getting too old.
Also,a Gandee, who crosses many a lawn,
And often takes a bath with his overshoes on.
Now, last but not least, we have a Dale Schwaderer,
But the first of December you’ll have no more Sautter-er
Cloyd Nelson Sautter.
Nov. 16, 1943.
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by Ray Romine Tuesday, November 16, 1943
