Before the ills, the pains and pills Of indigestion get yer, Observe a bit that sage and wit, The famous Horace Fletcher. Though deaf and blind or daft of mind Or carried on a stretcher, You're good as new if you but chew The way of Horace Fletcher. Though people guy, and work heaped high May hurry and may fret yer, Just make no haste, but chew and taste Your food with Horace Fletcher. When meat goes up, serenely sup On three baked beans, and wet yer OEsophagus with water, plus A health to Horace Fletcher! When stocks go down and all the town Is worried, you may net yer Gold to the good by docking food With canny Horace Fletcher. And if you'd like to lift and strike In athlete-wise, I'll bet yer No sophomore could lay it o'er The gray-haired Horace Fletcher. Reverse for him the fable grim -- Kind History will let yer -- And hail the new good Wandering Chew, Our brother, Horace Fletcher! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS DAUGHTER O' MINE by DAISY DEAN BUTLER A HINT TO A YOUNG PERSON, .. IMPROVEMENT, BY READING OR CONVERSATION by JOHN BYROM TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. A CHILD AT A WINDOW by EDWARD CARPENTER |