_By an Angry Old Buffer._
"When ADAM delved and EVE span,"
No one need ask which was the man.
Bicycling, footballing, scarce human,
All wonder now "Which is the woman?"
But a new fear my bosom vexes;
To-morrow there may be _no_ sexes!
Unless, as end to all the pother,
Each one in fact becomes the other.
E'en _then_ perhaps they'll start amain
A-trying to change back again!
Woman _was_ woman, man _was_ man,
When ADAM delved and EVE span.
Now he can't dig and she won't spin,
Unless 'tis tales all slang and sin!
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[Illustration: DOMESTIC TROUBLES.
"WHAT IS IT, NURSE?"
"IF YOU PLEASE, MA'AM, THE CHILDREN _WILL_ MAKE SLIDES ON THE FLOOR
WITH TAPIOCA PUDDING!"]
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