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DON'T CARE!

[| Now, Don't Care was made to E care; E§] So they used to tell us. [3 Oh! tho things we didn't dare, Gj Lest his fate befell us. [|] Of that fate they dared not speak [ij Only hint and mutter, 1 Till tiio wildest child grew meek p And mild as bread and butter. t|j That was long and long ago, & Nursery days aro over, ij With the games wo used to know, s Tiggy-touch and Rov'er. [a But- the warning still holds good, Cupid conies a-wooing, [g And a maid in pettish mood, [l] Tho cherub would bo shooing. § But Don't Care was made to care; & Lovo has come to call you; it] Let your heart make answer fair Lest his fate befall you.

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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVII, Issue 20626, 26 July 1930, Page 6 (Supplement)

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DON'T CARE! New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVII, Issue 20626, 26 July 1930, Page 6 (Supplement)

DON'T CARE! New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVII, Issue 20626, 26 July 1930, Page 6 (Supplement)