Genuine Thing
p. 75 · Read in the full issue
It’s Just Like the Genuine Thing
Inspired by this exotic ad
vertisement for Polynesia-by
the-Med, it wasn’t long before a Punch poet (8.8. — P, of Dur ham) was on the job with these verses.
When you’re sick of your civilisation.
When you’re feeling restrained and repressed, When you long to be noisy and nerve less, To be decadent, drunk and un dressed, You don’t have to go to Tahiti To wear a sarong with a swing; We can find you instead a place in the Med.
Which is just like the genuine thing.
Write or Phone: FL 4141 (9 lines): You don’t have to go to Tahiti To exorcise civilised ma - ’.
But make for the Mediterranean, Where civilisation began.
You don’t have to seek the Pacific To find atavistic release; Provided your mind is sufficiently blind, You can manage it cheaper in Greece.