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TIM’S GRACE

WHEN Baby Tim, who’s very small,

Says grace for me, and Nurse, and Paul,

He asks the Lord to make us all
‘Ter-looly fankful’

And if we laugh till we are red,
Nurse strokes his sandy-coloured head,
And loves him more because he said

‘ Ter-looly fankful.’

For when he’s older, Nursie says,

And grown from all his pretty ways,

She ’Il often miss his funny phrase,
‘Ter-looly fankful.’