JIMMIES PLAN
When I grow up I'm going to keep A home for little boys, Where they can frolic all day long And no one mind the noise. The stairs shall have long banisters Where all of them can slide, And nothing that they want to do Shall ever be denied.
I'll have the pantry shelves just crammed With things they like to eat — With liquorice and gingerbread And cookies, crisp and sweet; And mother, when she wishes to, May come and spend the day; But nursery maids like Jane, I think, Will have to stay away. I've heard of homes for orphans And the deaf and dumb and blind, And homes for nice old ladies Are plenty, you will find; But all of these are places where You mustn't make a noise — So when I grow to be a man I'll build a home for boys.
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New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXVII, Issue 19, 13 May 1909, Page 757
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147JIMMIE'S PLAN New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXVII, Issue 19, 13 May 1909, Page 757
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