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THE BUSY FATHER

MOTHER is dead,
Father is busy ;
He never has time
For a frolic with Lizzie.

Often he comes,
Smiling and stilly,

To where she’s asleep
Like the bud of a lily.

Working so hard,
Worried and busy,

He never has time
For a frolic with Lizzie.