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And  her  heart  upbraids  he:-  sorely,
                                       Though  she  did  not  mean  to  stay
                                     When she  fcil  asleep  last  evening
                                       And abandoned  Yesterday.

                                     lror she  left a  deal  neglected
                                       That  she  really  should  have  done'
                                    And  she  fear*  she's  lost  some  favors
                                       That  she  fairly might have won.
                                    So  she’d  liked  to  turn  her backward
                                       To  retrieve  them  if she may— *
                                     Will  not  some  one  kindly  tell  her
                                       Where's  the  road-to  Yesterday?



                                    CHARIhRY’S  OPINION  OP  THR  BABY.

                                              U ZZE R ’S  bought a  baby
                                                   Ittlc  bit's  of zing;
                                                 Zink  T  mos  could put him
                                                   Froo  my  rubber  ring.

                                       Ain’t  he  awful  ugly ?
                                          Ain’t  he  awful  pink ?
                                       Just  come  down from  heaven,
                                          Dat’s  a  fib,  I  ziiik.


                                       Doctor  tole  anozz-er
                                          Great big  awful  lie ;
                                       Nose  ain’t  oat  ofjoyent,
                                          Dat  ain't  why  T  cry.


                                       Zink  I  ought  to  love  him 1
                                          No,  I  won’t 1  so  zere ;
                                       Nassy,  crying  baby>
                                          Ain't  got  any  hair.
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