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Show I THE PHILOSOPHIC GUTTERSNIPE ; 1 Twlcet a year dey come an'r stuff us Ii Ohris'mus an' Tanksgivin' Day, f Tinkin' deso two feeds will bluff us Make us 1'er dere goodness pray, b Den dey say ter one ernutlier, I Cos I hern 'em: "Ain't It sweto f Jes' ter see dem porpers smuther Nlves wit taters wen dey eto." '? But I tells yez, if dey're aykln ;;J Dat we never has no i'un, ''. Dey is joly wel mistakln' :w An' dere tinkin' days is dun. i For wot is mor eksitin Aor mor lovly ter be foun' il Wen too ginnies git ter litin'(i (j An' der ambulans cums roun'? !' i Don dere's funeralls ter cheie us j An' ter make der porpur glad; Wil ther bee mor coches nere us Dan ole MIsus Murfy had? Runawais, an' blak meriers, r Wich we look uppon as boids, : f An' encendyrism liers, - j Qeo ain't I der chees fer wolds? j1 Wen I sees yer hi tone noises, IL Dragin kids, in fer an' lase, 1 xpres mysulf in voises, Wel kontented in mi plaso. Tho' ther belies dey may kram wel, An' hav herins fer dere tee, Den I regergnize kwite d wel H Mine Is gud enuff fer me. 1 The Urchin. 1 l |