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Show CRACKED ANYWAY. (By Charles B. Crane.) There was a little fellow Who had a naughty way, Of breaking almost everything When he was at play. ! 'Most every day he'd something break; How mamma then would scold, And tell him o'er and o'er again, The story now so old. But when his mamma scolded him He'd always surely say: "I'm sorry that I broke it, but 'Twas cracked some, anyway." So, once, when running down the stairs, He stubbed his toe and fell, AnQ then of course his tiny head At once began to swell. His mamma then exclaimed to him: "I fear vou broke your head!" "Well, it was cracked some, anyway," The little fellow said. |