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Show ...... ........ .j Little Johnny's Fears f i ' i W'UKUK we use to live, we had A In'cpiace I'ijr an' wide, An' all thut Sumy had to do Was huM his brea.th an' slide, An' squeeze hipstll' until he lit The hole, an' then est drop An' he knowod where the stockin'a was, 'Cause that was where he'd stop. Where we use' to live, it was No trick for him to climb Up to the chimbley on the roof An find us, Christmas time; But now I'm wot ryin' for fear lie won't know where he's at, Or mebbe can't get in at all! We're livin' in a ll.it! We're livin' In a flat, an' say. You nnis' be most polite, Or elss the janitor hu ll go An' lock you out at night! Thio ain't no ohimblin- to our house, "Where Sant.y Clans can slide-There slide-There ain't no lire pi ace just a pipe A bo Lit two inches w ide. They heat our Hat with steam that's why I'm afraid he can't get in With all his toys an' dnuns an' things, Unless he's awful thin; An' how s he go' to wriggle out When he gets in? Gee whiz! There's such an awful littls hole Thu'e vhcie the sUzle is! Chicago Tribune, |