BA-BY DIM-PLE AT BREAK-FAST.

She sits in the porch with her sau-cer;Smeared are her fin-gers and thumbs;While a-round with nois-y clat-terOld hen, with her chick-ens comes.Ba-by shoos and shoos, and strikes themWith the spoon that spills the crumbs:“Do ’way chick-ies! ’ou s’an’t hab em—My nice bwead an’ las-ses tums!”But the chick-ies sly will pick themWhen Miss Dim-ple’s not on the watch;And old moth-er hen comes bold-ly

She sits in the porch with her sau-cer;Smeared are her fin-gers and thumbs;While a-round with nois-y clat-terOld hen, with her chick-ens comes.Ba-by shoos and shoos, and strikes themWith the spoon that spills the crumbs:“Do ’way chick-ies! ’ou s’an’t hab em—My nice bwead an’ las-ses tums!”But the chick-ies sly will pick themWhen Miss Dim-ple’s not on the watch;And old moth-er hen comes bold-ly

She sits in the porch with her sau-cer;Smeared are her fin-gers and thumbs;While a-round with nois-y clat-terOld hen, with her chick-ens comes.

She sits in the porch with her sau-cer;

Smeared are her fin-gers and thumbs;

While a-round with nois-y clat-ter

Old hen, with her chick-ens comes.

Ba-by shoos and shoos, and strikes themWith the spoon that spills the crumbs:“Do ’way chick-ies! ’ou s’an’t hab em—My nice bwead an’ las-ses tums!”

Ba-by shoos and shoos, and strikes them

With the spoon that spills the crumbs:

“Do ’way chick-ies! ’ou s’an’t hab em—

My nice bwead an’ las-ses tums!”

But the chick-ies sly will pick themWhen Miss Dim-ple’s not on the watch;And old moth-er hen comes bold-ly

But the chick-ies sly will pick them

When Miss Dim-ple’s not on the watch;

And old moth-er hen comes bold-ly

child holding up spoon sitting on porch looking at chicks

With her mind made up for a snatch.Take care, Mrs. Hen-ny-pen-ny!One good rap is what you catch,With Miss Dim-ple’s sharp ad-vise-ment:“’Ou la-zy ol’ fing—go scwatch!”

With her mind made up for a snatch.Take care, Mrs. Hen-ny-pen-ny!One good rap is what you catch,With Miss Dim-ple’s sharp ad-vise-ment:“’Ou la-zy ol’ fing—go scwatch!”

With her mind made up for a snatch.

Take care, Mrs. Hen-ny-pen-ny!

One good rap is what you catch,

With Miss Dim-ple’s sharp ad-vise-ment:

“’Ou la-zy ol’ fing—go scwatch!”


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