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AT THE SIGN OF THE GINGER JAR: PRELUDE by RAY CLARKE ROSE

First Line: DEAR STRANGER, STEP INSIDE MY SHOP
Last Line: PASS ON—I 'LL NEVER RUE YOU!

@3Dear stranger, step inside my shop;
I have some curiosities
To interest you if you stop—
Rare antiques and monstrosities;
Round masks with features humorous,
A few with looks tyrannical;
New toys, and nicknacks numerous,
And some of them mechanical.

Of posies, too, I have a few,
Still fragrant of the country side;
Also some laces—old and new—
And woven patterns long and wide;
Some girlish portraits that may chance
To glance at you demurely;
Some relics of old-time romance,
All packed away securely.

Of course I have sweetmeats to sell;
My ginger dainties are unique,
And all my goods are fresh and smell
Of savory flavors far to seek.
If chance you wish to patronize
My shop, here's welcome to you;
But if you should my wares despise,
Pass on—I 'll never rue you!@1



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