  Little brilliant Nellie, whose Ma thought she was ill, Took her to the doctor, who gave her a big bill, For sounding with a stethoscope young Nellie's narrow chest And making her scream "Ninety-nine" with her utmost zest. Next day a friend asked Nellie, "What did the doctor think Is the matter with you? Are you on Death's brink?" "Not much," said little Nellie, "no bugs could doctor find; In fact he said that all my ills were just in mother's mind." "But how did he discover this, he couldn't see through you, "Of course the doctor told the truth," most scornfully said Nell, "I heard him phone to my insides, and they said I was well." |
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