Nonsenseorship

Grandma's sitting in her attic,

Oiling up her automatic.

Mid-Victorian is her style,

Prim yet gentle is her smile

As she fits the cartridges

One by one, and softly says:

"Grandson is a Dry Enforcer.

Grandpa is a Legger-

All for one and one for all-

I'll never die a beggar.

Bill brings booze from Montreal,

Grandpa lets him through-

Oh, life's been rosy for us folks

Since the red-light laws went blue."