THE TWO AUTOS

Down the busy street there came an auto, large
     and grand,
Its make was new to this country, 'twas its first
     appearance in this land.
The crowd surged to the curb, its beauty to
     admire,
And all exclaimed they wanted it, for it was
     just their heart's desire.

Down the selfsame street there came another
     auto, small and light.
It was neat and black and very compact, and
     its brass was burnished and bright.
But its wheels were small and it skidded and
     stalled, and the engine loudly roared,
The crowd gave but a glance, then turned away,
     muttering, "It's nothing but a Ford."

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    A man desiring to secure space large enough to store two Ford cars, inserted an "ad" in the daily paper.  He received the following reply -- "I think I have just the place you need:  it is my dog kennel.  My rat terrier has outgrown it and I will be glad to rent it to you."

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     A Ford will go anywhere an automobile will.