Dolley Dear No. 12

Oh Dolly dear the " spectar's been
And dived us such a fright
He asked the tlass that I was in
If all of us could write.

And I put up my hand, a tourse,
And dived my slate to show
How I did write a ickle horse
And ickle bidle too.

He said to " write some letters, why "
And dived us some to do
And one did nely make me cry
A trooked ubbledoo.

And evry time I done them bad
I wubbed out what I wote
And said I touldn't tause I had
A toffin in me froat.

But then he said I must not fink
To wiggle out that way,
So then I asked to det a drink
And went and wunned away.
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