Finding telegraphy was all
His son had learned from Alma Mater,
He proved as vengeful as Iago,
And Tom is clerking in Chicago.
And so I hate thee, telegraph!
Of madness being on the border.
Thy click, click, click, when working well;
Thy clank, clank, clank, when out of order!
Traitor! ah, well may I berate thee!
Once more, and finally, I hate thee!
C. A. M.