In the country, the pretty typewriter,
Was afraid that the insects might bite ‘er,
She shivered with fright,
And said, “Dear, hold me tight,
They never have bit, but they might, ‘er.”
[Foolish Limericks Now and Then are Relished by the Best of Men. Chicago Tribune, 1 May 1910. panel 4.]
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