(abe 7}

A Bed.

ADE long ago, yet made to-day ;
There now I lie, though, truth to say,
To part with you, old friend, I’d weep,
Though you I do not care to keep.
Like doctors’ stuff, you’re best when taken
After that you have been well shaken.

OA BIRNIO~

Stung, Sing !

ING, sing! what shall I sing ?
Our cat has got hung in the pudding-bag string.

Her teeth and her claws had abstracted some meat,
And now for the theft her life pays the forfeit.

OO OVO .9>--

Dance a Baby, diddy.

ANCE a baby, diddy.
What shall its daddy do wid he ?
For you wake ev’ry night
To be jumped up, in spite
Of his head getting desperate giddy.

Oe OLO.IO~

Pussy-Cat Mew.

USSY-CAT Mew has just sat on a coal,

And in her black petticoat burnt a great hole ;
Pussy-cat Mew shall have no more milk :
Till her best petticoat’s mended with silk.

Pussy-cat Mew, she has tried and has tried,
But the only result is a stitch in her side.