Got It Wrong.
A little man of five had recently learned his first piece. He was readv for bed ami kneeling to repeat his prav ers; this is what he said: “Now. 1 hiv me down to sleep. 1 pray the Lord ni\ soul to keep. I'm sure I ni not to blame 'cause my new pants are white. If mamma had made 'em pig colour—oh. rats! There I've got otf on the wrong piece—Now I lay inc down to sleep—* This time he succeeded in saying tinright piece to the end.
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXI, Issue XVII, 24 October 1903, Page 36
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92Got It Wrong. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXI, Issue XVII, 24 October 1903, Page 36
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