JUNE MEIKLE
A woebegone story Is that of June Meikle, Who was greatly addicted To syrup and treacle. When no one was looking, This two-legged pest Would smother her fingers And lick them with zest.
We see in the picture A very big bowl (The cook, we conclude, Must have gone for a stroll), While an impudent person A great effort makes To sample the treacle Intended for cakes. Though not very honest, June looks, we confess. Quite natty and neat Jn her frilly white dress, But the table is high And tho child is so small. There is really no need To be doubtful at all As to what really happened . . . You’ve guessed it, maybe. The big bowl turned turtle— June screamed frantically. But, alas and alack For her frilly white dress. It would make your heart bleed Just to think of the mess; And as for her face And her top-not of hair— There was little of June To be seen mywhere.
Now for bath tub and water. Arid in she must plunge And spend half an hour With the soap and the sponge And, as for the treacle That led to such pranks. Why, even her top-not Is saying “No thanks.”
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Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 584, 9 February 1929, Page 31
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204JUNE MEIKLE Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 584, 9 February 1929, Page 31
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