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BACK TO TENNIS BALLADE OF PING-PONG batted and chattered call Ping-Pong celluloid pattered CHORUS Sing craze croquet Denver Post Ding Ding-dong dining-room Dong euchre eyes fame As Ping-Pong folks game of Ping-Pong game That's known gits golf gong hear Hiawatha JIM HIGGINS knocked known to fame maiden Minnehaha never write night nowadays we play old pongs OWED TO PING-PONG parlor Philadelphia Bulletin ping the old PING-PONG ANKLE PING-PONG BALL Ping-Pong game PING-PONG GIRL PING-PONG IN ELF-LAND PING-PONG PANG PING-PONG PING-PONG PING-PONG POETS Ping-Pong's played PINGSTRESS play Ping-Pong players PONG PING-PONG ponger pongster pretty maid prize Punch pung racquet RUBAIYAT OF PING-PONG rushes San Francisco Examiner score Sing a song song of Ping-Pong striker-out stroke struck table-tennis tenosynovitis THA S PING there's Thou throng Washington Star Westminster Gazette write about Ping-Pong wrong YAWP York Sun
Page 56 - Two shall be born, the whole wide world apart, And speak in different tongues and have no thought Each of the other's being, and no heed. And these, o'er unknown seas, to unknown lands Shall cross, escaping wreck, defying death; And all unconsciously shape every act And bend each wandering step to this one end — That, one day, out of darkness they shall meet And read life's meaning in each other's eyes.
Page 126 - Twas then that Jones came horsing by — His steed was newly shoed — He cordially " hulloa " -ed, and I " How-doed." He told me how his meadows grassed And how his poultry egged ; His views how houses should be glassed I begged. So he opinioned till I tired, And backed him from the theme, And then of butt'ring cows inquired And cream. 126 While thus we conversationed, Time With ruthless footsteps onned, It darked, we heard the Vesper chime From yond. At last we felt that we must part, " Farewell,...
Page 20 - WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO, MY PRETTY MAID?" " WHERE are you going to, my pretty maid ? " " I'm going a milking, sir," she said. " May I go with you, my pretty maid ? " " Yes, if you like, kind sir,
Page 101 - I know I must be wrong, But I cannot love Ping-pong. I cannot sing In praise of ping; I have no song For pong.
Page 21 - re kindly welcome, sir," she said. " What is your father, my pretty maid ? " " My father's a farmer, sir," she said. " What is your fortune, my pretty maid ?" " My face is my fortune, sir," she said. " Then 1 won't marry you, my pretty maid ?" " Nobody asked you, sir,
Page 20 - Where are you going, my pretty maid?" "I'm going ping-ponging, sir," she said. " May I go with you, my pretty maid?" "Yes, if you like, kind sir," she said. She led him away to the ping-pong net; and then came an hour he'll never forget; for his shoulders ache from the many stoops to pick up the balls, and his eyelid droops, where she smote him twice with her racket small, which left her hand as she struck the ball; and he'll never ping where she pongs again, for she heard him swear when she pinged...
Page 126 - Why Not? [A writer in the Week End, describing an interview with M. Worth, said that gentleman "farewelled." It is the poet's prerogative to increase the vocabulary, and the following is an attempt in that direction.] I gardened in the evening shade, And birds around me songed; Indoors my friends, as sounds betrayed, Ping- ponged. 'Twas then that Jones came horsing by — His steed was newly shoed — He cordially "hullo"-ed, and I "How-doed.
Page 32 - That's all the news'' (he frowned severe) " From Kentish town to Wandsworth pier ; It's all you see and all you hear ; " And then Brown whooped it in my ear : " Ping- Pong ! Ping-Pong !