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Poem by Ellis Parker Butler


Millennium


The great millennium is at hand.
Redder apples grow on the tree.
A saxophone is in evry band.
Brandy no longer taints our tea.
Dimples smile in the red-rouged knee.
The dowagers are no longer fat.
Radio now makes safe the sea
And the Turk has bought him a derby hat.

Even our sauerkraut now is canned.
Verse is a dangsight more than free.
A highboy now is the old dish stand.
Evry flapper has her night key.
Chopin is jazzed into melody.
A child is a kiddie and not a brat.
Bosses and miners at last agree
And the Turk has bought him a derby hat.

All firewaters are bravely banned.
There is a ballot for every she.
The hairpin now is a contraband.
A New York mayor gets some sympathy.
My dealer brings some coal to me.
The plumber is an aristocrat.
In Miami all millionaires may be
And the Turk has bought him a derby hat.

Son, the millennium is at hand!
What though Armenians be mashed flat?
The world is getting just perfectly grand,
For the Turk has bought him a derby hat.



Ellis Parker Butler


Ellis Parker Butler's other poems:
  1. New England Magazine
  2. The Ballade of the Automobile
  3. The Rich Boys Christmas
  4. Why I Went to the Foot
  5. Cupid Caught Napping


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