Johnny’s Pocket

Johnny’s Pocket
963

Do you know what’s in my pottet?
Such a lot of treasures in it:
Listen now while I bedin it;
Such a lot of sings it hot,
And all there is you sall be told- Everysin dat’s in my pottet
And where and when and how I dot it

First of all, here’s in my pottet
A beauty shell-1 picked it up-
And here’s a handle of a cup
That some lady broke at tea:
The shell’s hole in it, you see:
Nobody knows that I have dot it;
I keep it anfe in my pottet

And here’s my hall, too, in my pottet,
And here’s my pennica, one, two, three,
That Aunt Mary gave to me
When I’m out walking with the mald
Tomorrow day I’ll buy a spade;
I can’t put that here in my pottet,
But I can use it when I’ve dot it,

Неге’к воте more sins in my pottet;
Here’s my lead, and here’s my string,
And once I had an iron ring
But through a hole it lost one day,
And here is what alwayув вну
A hole’s a worst sin in a pottet
“Have it mended when soulve dot it”