THE THRUSH’S SONG
(Selected) Come and kiss me! Come and kiss me! Do it! Do it! See to it! See to it! Nor rue it—rue it. Such a pretty Dick, pretty Dick,! pretty Dick. Pretty, pretty, pretty. Be quick, be! quick. Churl, churl, churl, churl, tschurl—; not to do it. ; Poor-y Dick, poor-y Dick, poo-00-oo it. Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me! Do it, do ft. Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet!! You’re through it, through it. Pretty, pretty, pretty, be quick, be quick. Such a pretty Dick, pretty Dick, pretty Dick. Luck, luck, luck, luck, luck that you! do it. I Sweet, sweet, sweet of you, sweet it j is to do it. [ Tell me that you'll marry me, do it, 1 do it. ! Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, I knew it,! I knew it. Such a pretty Dick, pretty Dick, pretty Dick. Pretty, pretty, pretty, be quick, be; quick. Chuck, chuck, chuck, chuck, chuck, 1 let us do it. Marry me, marry me! Pretty girl do' it. —Mabel Duncan, Riwaka.i This charming poem was chosen lor! verse-speaking by the Brooklyn School and was written by Marjorie Christmas.
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXXIII, 17 August 1940, Page 11
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188THE THRUSH’S SONG Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXXIII, 17 August 1940, Page 11
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