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COMIC SONGSTEK
I am not old ! I am not plain,
Nor awkward in mj gait—
I am not crooked like the bnde
That went from number eight.
I‘m sure white satin made her look
As brown as any bun ;
But even beauty has no chance,
I think, at number one l
At number six, they say, Miss Rose
Has slain a score of hearts,
And Cupid, for her sake, has been
Quite prodigal of darts.
The imp they show with bended bow—
I wish he had a gun;
But if he had he’d never deign
To shoot with number one!
It’s very hard, and so it is,
To live in such a row;
And here’s a ballad-singer come
To aggravate my woe.
O take away your foolish song,
And tones enough to stun ;
There is nae luck about the house,
1 know, at number one.
LONS TAIL BLUE.
I’ve just dropt in to see you all.
An’ ax you how you do?
I’ll sing you a song, it’s not very long.
It s about my long tail blue.