DEPRESSION ERA
The doldrums are no place to dwell, it’s best to be off in a jiff. Put on your shoes, the ones meant for dancing, step into my ballroom and we’ll waltz the night away. There’s The White Lady, and here’s Miss M, meet Mr. Rush, he’s here on a whim. They’re all rather lonely and prone to attach so don’t linger too long dear, you may never leave.