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THE NAUGHTY BOY.

[By William S. Lord.] Once I was naughty—ran away To see what I could soo ; It was a horrid poky day — My mother punished me.

She didn’t whip me —wisht she had* So hard she left a mark ! She shut mo up for being bad : Tho room was big and dark.

It was so dark I thought I saw Strange creatures’ awful eyes, And I was scared and couldn’t draw My breath for Bor earns and cries.

I wisht something would gobble me* And so I didn’t stir; Then I’d be gone, and mother, she—» Guess that would punish her ! •—Chicago Record

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New Zealand Mail, 3 December 1896, Page 69

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THE NAUGHTY BOY. New Zealand Mail, 3 December 1896, Page 69

THE NAUGHTY BOY. New Zealand Mail, 3 December 1896, Page 69