“Pur-r-r, pur-r-r,” said Toodles.
Allan got his clothes off, but found it hard to get his nightgown on. His hands would go into the legs of the gown. His feet would go into the arms of the gown. He and the gown got all tangled up. Toodles couldn’t help him. He could only encourage him by saying “Pur-r-r, pur-r-r.”
Mamma came up and straightened him out, and buttoned his gown behind.
Then Allan said his prayers, asking God to “bless everybody and Toodles.”
A BOY.
Tickle your chin! Tickle your chin!
When a boy wakens, our trials begin.
Tickle your chin! Tickle your chin!
When a boy dallies, there’s mischief within.