  On the nineteenth day of August, in the year of nineteen two, Most kind and gracious Madame Stork right over Norfolk flew, And brought to my dear mother there a wonderful surprise, A little red-brown baby girl with large blackberry eyes. Now mother, she had asked the stork to bring her greatest joy And drop a bundle at her door containing a wee boy; But when the stork made a mistake and brought just little me, She thought that I was better far than any boy could be, And wrapped me in the blanket which she'd planned for my wee brother She changed the name of Lionel to little Winifred, And all the things for brother planned, she gave to me instead. |
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