Mr. Wells

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Title:     Mr. Wells
Author: Elizabeth Madox Roberts [More Titles by Roberts]

On Sunday morning, then he comes
To church, and everybody smells
The blacking and the toilet soap
And camphor balls from Mr. Wells.

He wears his whiskers in a bunch,
And wears his glasses on his head.
I mustn't call him Old Man Wells--
No matter--that's what Father said.

And when the little blacking smells
And camphor balls and soap begin,
I do not have to look to know
That Mr. Wells is coming in.

[The end]
Elizabeth Madox Roberts's poem: Mr. Wells

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