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Little Sam Sugartooth opened his eyes
And he looked with a wondering gaze,
And he saw ’twas the bakennan making pies,
And '.he boss bakerman, he says:
“ Dot's a nice leedle tog unt a oil cfeen frog
Unt some drash vat 1 fount in de streed :
Shust a chop dcm nice, mit dose rats unt mice,
Um. ’dwill do for de next mince mead/1

Little Sam Sugartootb kept quite still,
But he thought that his sides would bust
When he saw those bakermen with a will
Commence on the mince pie crust.
In a great bi£ trough, with their stockings off,
In their bare, red, flat Ducli feet,
They tramped that dough, till the boss said : “ Ho ■
Dot’ll d o ; piing de nice mince mead."

Little Sam Sugartooth watched them close
As they brought out their rolling-pins,
And he saw them putting that horrid dose
Into rus1ryr old worn-out tins.
But his stomach was sick and his sight grew thick,
As anyone would suppose,
And he wished in his heart that he might depart
From the land where the mince pie grows.

Little Sam Sugartooth stirred himself
And he found he had dreamt a dr earn,
Rut he looked around for the fairly elf,
For tile whole tiling strange did seem.
And since that day the folks do say
That he turns his nose up high.
And hops like a frog and barks like a dog
When you offer him fresh mince pie.