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DIRTY JACK. Jane Tatlob.
There was one little Jack,
Xot very long back, And 'tis said, to his lasting disgrace,
That he never was seen
With his hands at all clean, Nor yet ever clean was his face.
When to wash he was sent,
He reluctantly went, With water to splash himself o'er;
But he left the black streaks
All over his cheeks, A.nd made them look worse than before.
His friends were much hurt
To see so much dirt, And often and well did they scour;
But all was in vain,
He was dirty again Before they had done it an hour.
The pigs in the dirt Couldn't be more expert
Than he was in grubbing about; So at last people thought The young gentleman ought
To be made with four legs and a snout.
Pitter patter, pitter patter All the rainy day ?
They say I'm very naughty, But I've nothing else to do
But sit here at the window: I should like to play with you.
The little rain-drops can not speak;
But "pitter patter pat" Means, "We can play on this side,
Why can't you play on that ?"
A Frog he would a-wooiug go,
Sing, heigh-ho! says Rowley; Whether his mother would let him or no:
With a rowley, powley, gammon and spinach;
Heigh-ho ! says Anthony Rowley.
So off he marched with his opera-hat, And on the way he met with a rat.
And when they came to the mouse's hall, They gave a loud knock, and they gave a loud call.
" Pray, Mrs. Mouse, are you within ?" " Yes, kind sir; I am sitting to spin."
" Pray, Mrs. Mouse, will you give us some beer ? For Froggy and I are fond of good cheer."
Now, while they were all a merry-makiug, The cat and her kittens came tumbling in.
The cat she seized the rat by the crown ; The kittens they pulled the little mouse down.
This put poor Frog in a terrible fright, So he took up his hat, and he wished them good�night.
But as Froggy was crossing over a brook, A lily-white duck came and gobbled him up.
So there was an end of one, two, and three�
Heigh-ho ! says Rowley� The rat, the mouse, and the little Froggee!
With a rowley, powley, gammon and spinach;
Heigh-ho ! says Anthony Rowley.
Aunt Effie's Rhymes.
Where do you come from,
You little drops of rain, Pitter patter, pitter patter
Down the window-pane ?
They won't let me walk,
And they won't let me play,
And they won't let me go Out-of-doors at all to-day.
They put away my playthings
Because I broke them all, And then they locked up all my bricks,
And took away my ball.
Tell me, little rain-drops, Is that the way you play�

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