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OUT OF THE SHELL.
Well, I'm out, after all!
And I'll say, on my word,
That's a pretty mean house
For a duck of a bird!
Why, I couldn't stand up,
And I couldn't sit down,
But I lay in a cramp
From my toes to my crown.
My good mammy and dad
May have thought me a spoon,
But they'll not get me back
In that thing very soon.
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Bees in the manger—
Poor Dobbin's nose!
Boys in the garden;—
Hide, pretty rose!
Cats in the dairy—
Woe to the cream!
Spiders on the ceiling—
Hear Mollie scream!
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