. Rhymes and jingles .. . I HAD a little Scotchman,Who reached to my chin ; He was swift as an arrow,And neat as a pin. He ran on my errands,And sang me a song ; Oh, he was as happyAs summer is long! LAZY LOU. 161 TROTTERV, trottery, out of breath,Nurse trots the baby most to deathSick or well, or cold or hot,Its trottery, trottery, trottery-trot! LAZY LOU. LAZY Lou, Lazy Lou, Whats the matter, child, with you? Cant you work ? Cant you play ?. Cant you tuck your hair away ? If I were you, my Lazy Lou, I d change my ways. Thats what 1d do, ii 162 RHYMES AND JINGLES.

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