"Mr. President---Mr. President---You low-down son-of-
a-bitch". For the last half houah I have been attempting to
gain recognition, and eve'y time I catch youah eye you
shrink and cringe like a dog with a flea up his ass.

Compayah the puny penis of a Peruvian prince with the
ponderous bollocks of a Roman Senator; compayah the faint
scintilations of the lightning-bug's ass-hole with the
glashing effulgence of the noonday sun!

Pg 266, The Canfield Collection, [c1927].

See online here:

https://archive.org/details/1926canfieldcollection/page/n265/mode/2up