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early dawn when I get up, They all are sleeping woolly lambkin that can bleat A jumping Jack with

but the pup. I sift the ashes, cart the coals, In funny feet; A Teddy Bear as tall as I, An

slippers without any soles. I do the wash each airship that can really fly, A train of cars, a

Monday morn, I wish that I was never born. Oh donkey carr, A ball and bat, that's just to start. Oh T.B.H. Co. 204-7 Melican Papa