Love Sonnets of an Office Boy

I wish, some day, when she's typewritin' and / I've took a note out for the boss somewhere, / They'd be some outlaws sneak in here and scare / That long-legged clerk to death and then the band / Would steal her, and nobody else would dare / To try to save her, and they'd run away / To where they had their cave, and keep her there, / And ast more for her than her folks could pay.

Then I would get a gun and bowie-knife / And take the name of Buckskin Bob or Joe, / And track them to their den, and then I'd go / A-galley whoopin' in, and save her life, / And she would say: "My hero's came at last!" / And we'd stand there and hold each other fast.