THE GREEDY FELLOW.
It was her birthday. To his h east He had drawn the little d>ar. And on her ruby lips he prosed A kiss for every year.
And then he said, • For kisser. May, From your lips I so hunger. You mustn't pout to hear me say. Pm glad you are not younger.
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XIV, Issue XV, 13 April 1895, Page 360
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55THE GREEDY FELLOW. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XIV, Issue XV, 13 April 1895, Page 360
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