Dolley Dear No. 13

Oh Dolly dear I've tum to say
I feel so orpul bad
I's had the baddest luck to-day
As I has ever had.

When I went in the titchen I
Found somefing in a cup
And thought it was a tustard, why
And so I taked it up.

But when I drinked a ittle lot
I had a orpul fright
It was the mustard they had dot
For sandridges to-night.

And tumpany is tummin too
And they will soon be here
And Oh I don't know what to do
My tummy feels so queer.

But if they tell a fing on me
(Betause they said they would)
I'll det my penny box and we
Will wun away for good.
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