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The Zankiwank

stepped into the centre of a ring formed by her school-fellows, and recited to them this pathetic poem:—

The Unfortunate Doll.

O poor Dolly! O pitty sing! An’ did um have a fall?Some more tourt plaster I must bling Or else oo’ll squeam and squall!I never knew a doll like oo— Oo must have been made yong;I don’t fink oo were born twite new— Oo never have been stwong!
I held oo to the fire one day To make oose body warm;And melted oose poor nose away— And then oo lost oose form.Yen some yude boy, to my surplise, Said oo had dot a stwint;And yen he painted both oose eyes And wapped oo up in lint.
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