A Whimsy.

A Whimsy.
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There’s a girl
With a curl,
That I’m likin’ down yonder to Punkia- ville;
And she Says to me: “Well, I won’t if I won’t and I will if I will.”
And I tell you, sirs,
The way that she says it makes my hair like hers.
Durn girls That wears curls.
-W. J. L.