WE AND THE OTHERS

WE AND THE OTHERS.
Puck.
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I pity that poor Mrs. Jones;
She works herself to skin and bones!
Of course, in my case, I prefer
To be my own help, as it were.

Old Mrs. Johnson talks so loud
Whenever she is in a crowd!
To make my conversation heard
I have to shrlek with every word.

The Livingstons are drinking beer!
I saw some taken there-dear, deart
We have a case; oh, yes. But that
Was ordered just to make me fat.

My! Hear the Perkins baby bawl!
They must neglect the child, that’s all!
Now, when our little fellow cries
“T is merely for the exercise.

Miss Browne does love to gossip so;
She’s talking there with Mrs. Roe.
I can’t quite catch it all-can you?
I guess I’ll find out “How de do?”