Jones is a man exceeding meek And henpecked, so his neighbours say, Who, one glad evening every week, Sought sanctuary in his queer way. At his suburban picture show He`d sit and gloat, in mood serene, Quite recompensed for all his woe To see dumb women on the screen. But now the picture house he shuns; His week becomes one weary drag; For, `mid the crash of "he-men`s" guns, Even the female shadows nag!SourceThe script ran 0 seconds.
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