Ef you

Don’t

Watch

Out!

Once they was a little boy wouldn’t say his pray’rs—

An’ when he went to bed at night, away up-stairs,

His mammy heard him holler, an’ his daddy heard him bawl,

An’ when they turn the kivvers down he wasn’t there at all!

An’ they seeked him in the rafter-room, an’ cubby-hole, an’ press,

An’ seeked him up the chimbly-flue, an’ everywheres, I guess,