Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It couldn't happen, you say?

(lou) Don't forg et The ice cream, huh?

Of backbreaking Research and labor,

Now do you Have a wife or fam I ly

Born in new york City in 1 890.

Well, very well You might, s I r,

[suspense music]

A nondescript Commonplace little man,

Now the lou bookman Social and ice cream hour

It has a won derfu l Work of weaving.

And when reference is made To u n f in ish ed bus in ess Of a major natu re,

Understand, mr. Bookman?

Formally, a rather m inor Component to a hot july.

Time of departu re Is m I dnight tonight.

But I'm afrai d I'm not much of a custom er.

She'll be all right. She just needs a lot Of rest now.

Suntan oil, Eczema powder,

The kind of p itch I was talking to you about.

Now, about This p itch, mr. Bookman,

And the summit Of his knowledge.

I've never flown--

I assu me this too Will meet with Your approval.

(lou) You're gonna be All right, darling.

Age, sixtyish. Occupation, pitchman.

He eats little, He sleeps little,

I'll hardly open My mouth from now on.