A LATTER-DAY LULLABY.
Husbaby, lullaby, go to sleep now! There is your patent self-rocking crib, dear! Fou’vo had your milk from a sterilised cow.
From microbes and gorms yem have nothing to fear. Hushaby, lullaby, Shut your blue eyes, A babe of to-day Never whimpers or erics!
Hushaby, lullaby, th’ food that you had Came straight from the chemist—prepared just for you. Fed by machinery, aro yon not glad That science Inis taught all these methods so new? Hushaby, lullaby, Baby so swoot, (Crying is out of date, I must repeat!)
Hushaby, lullaby I If you aro good Mother will call mi you once every day, So you may recognise her, ns you should— Ah, she is rearing yew in tho right way ! Hushaby, hdlaby, Dear littlo man. I hope 'you appreciate This splendid plan!
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New Zealand Times, Volume LXXVI, Issue 5199, 13 February 1904, Page 13
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135A LATTER-DAY LULLABY. New Zealand Times, Volume LXXVI, Issue 5199, 13 February 1904, Page 13
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