Yo're a grand olde dame,
Though you must be insane
To hang round on this profligate thread!
You don't make a sound
While Mom sinks down,
Then you save her by the hair on her head!
But it must be clear
That it's awfully queer
To trade life for this chatter, I guess;
But if all your family
Finds you gone,
We'll come looking 'round the old B.S.!!

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