The New Baby.
Muzzer’s bought a baby—
Ittle bits of zing;
Zink I mos’ could put him
Froo my rubber ring.
Ain’t he awful ugly?
Ain’t he awful pink?
Just come down from Heaven!—
Dat’s a fib, I zink.
Doctor told annuzer
Great big awful lie;
Nose ain’t out of joyent—
Dat ain’t why I cry.
Zink I ought to love him?
No, I won’t—so zere!
Nassy, crying baby—
Ain’t got any hair.
Send me off wiz Biddy
Every single day;
“Be a good boy, Charley—
Run away and play.”
Dot all my nice kisses—
Dot my place in bed;
Mean to take my drumstick
And hit him on ze head.