Dannie:
Tomorrow when I eat Christmas dinner I can see what ev’rything looks like.
Patsy:
Little Dannie Mulligan’ll sit at the table,
Eating Christmas cake an’ pies;
He’ll pull out a plum on the end o’ his thumb,
An’ look at it with his new eyes.
Dannie:
[laughing] An’ won’t it be the best dinner I’ve ever had?
Mrs. O’B.: