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Story 2
The Wacky Hack
Jack drives a hack, checkered white and black. While he drives he
loves to yak, and smoke cigarettes by the pack. He calls all the guys
"Jack," and all the gals " Mac," even though, not long ago, one gal
gave him such a whack, that he landed smack on his back, and broke
his sacroiliac.
Despite his wife's flak, Jack often goes to the track, where he
searches in vain for the winning knack, then later drowns his sorrow
with a sudsy six-pack.
Being broke, he lives in a wracked shack. Having no bed, he sleeps in a
haystack. And having no hangers, he tacks his slacks in plaster cracks.
Good gracious! How Jack's life lacks!
