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No. 4 — SONG (MR. JERICHO)
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Jericho.
  When as a youngster to school he was sent,
Jericho's talents found singular vent,
    Nothing whatever delighted him more
Than the display of the name that he bore —
  Scribbled in copybook, scratched on his slate,
Blazoned in carvings of yesterday's date,
    Cut on the cupboards and chalked on the wall,
Greeting the eye was the terrible scrawl —
      "Jericho, Jericho, Jericho" here!
"Jericho, Jericho, Jericho" there!
        Oh, you got sick of it,
Right in the thick of it,
      "Jericho, Jericho," ev'rywhere!
         
  People found out, when to manhood he came,
Jericho's habits continued the same:
    Ev'ry one saw, when he started in trade,
"Jericho's Jams!" on the hoardings displayed;
  When at the station awaiting the train,
"Jericho's Jams!" would salute you again.
    If you took refuge in busses or trams
Still you were greeted by "Jericho's Jams!"
      "Jericho's, Jericho's, Jericho's Jams!
See that you get 'em, all others are shams;
        Highly superior
For the interior,
      Jericho's, Jericho's genuine Jams!"
         
  So paradoxical though it may be —
I have made jams, and the jams have made me;
    This is the motto by which I will swear;
"Advertise, advertise ev'rywhere!
  Stick it to left of you — stick it to right,
Shout it and scream it from morning till night —
    Crowd upon crowd your emporium crams,
Fighting for life and for "Jericho's Jams!"
      "Jericho's, Jericho's, Jericho's Jams!
See that you get 'em, all others are shams;
        Ask for no other,
My sister and brother,
      But live upon Jericho's genuine Jams!"


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