  MY dear little brother, Is fat and is round, A bracelet he wears on his arm, A red chest protector, A green pair of pants, Keep him neither too cool nor too warm. A small tuft of hair On the side of his head, In his cheeks dainty dimples that suit; When he toddles he trembles, To sister he says: "Tum an' buy itty bothy some f'uit." |
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