The book of joyous children . POKE PA ! PORE PA ! THOMAS THE PRETENDEE An one time wunst Tom tend-like he sHis Pa an goin to rob the bees ; An, first he knowâoh, dear !They ist come swarmin out o thereAn sting him, an stick in his hairâ An one got in his yeer !âAn Uncle sigh an say to Ma,An grease the welts, Pore Pa ! pore Pa ! [51] LITTLE DICK AND THE CLOCK When Dicky was sick . In the night, and the clock,As he listened, said Tick- Atty-tick-attyâtock!He said that it said, Every time it said ^Tick,It said Sick, instead. And he heard it say Sick !And when it said Tick- Attyâtick-attyâtock,He
The book of joyous children . POKE PA ! PORE PA ! THOMAS THE PRETENDEE An one time wunst Tom tend-like he sHis Pa an goin to rob the bees ; An, first he knowâoh, dear !They ist come swarmin out o thereAn sting him, an stick in his hairâ An one got in his yeer !âAn Uncle sigh an say to Ma,An grease the welts, Pore Pa ! pore Pa ! [51] LITTLE DICK AND THE CLOCK When Dicky was sick . In the night, and the clock,As he listened, said Tick- Atty-tick-attyâtock!He said that it said, Every time it said ^Tick,It said Sick, instead. And he heard it say Sick !And when it said Tick- Attyâtick-attyâtock,He said it said Sick- Attyâsick-attyâsock !And he tried to see then, But the light was too he heard it againâ And t was talkinq to him ! And then it said Sick-Attyâsick-attyâsick! You poor little Dick- AttyâDick-attyâDick !â Have you got the hick-Atties? Hi! send for Doc[52] LITTLE DICK AND THE CLOCK To hurry up quick- Attyâquick-attyâquock, And heat a hot brick-Attyâbrick-attyâbrockj. And rikle-ty wrap itAnd clickle-ty clap itAgainst his cold feet-Al-tyâweep-atyâeepatyâThere he goes, slapit- Tyâslippatyâsleepaty ! [53] FOOL-YOUNGENS Me an Bert an Minnie-BelleKnows a joke, an we wont tell!No, we dontâcause we dont knowWiy we got to laughin so ;But we got to laughin so,We ist kep a-laugMn. Wind wuz bio win in the treeâAn wuz only ist us threePlayin there; an ever oneKetched each other, like we done,Squintin up there at the sunLike we wuz a-laughin. Nothin funny anyway;But I laughed, an so did theyâAn we all three laughed, an nenSquint our eyes an laugh again:Ner we did nt istjjHen^â We wuz shore-enough laughin.[5i] squint our eyes an laugh again. FOOL-YOUNGENS We ist laugh an laugh, tel BertSay lie canH quit an it I hotel, an Minnie-BelleShe tear up the grass a spellAn ist stop her yeers an yellLike she d die a-laughin. Never sich fool-youngens yit!Nothin funny,ânot a bit !âBut we laugh so, tel we whoopPurt-nigh like we have the croupâ
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