A DEFECTIVE SANTA CLAUS
An try to dream he’s go’ ketch ten.”
An’ when Ma’s gone again back in
The kitchen, Uncle scratch his chin
An’ say, “When Santy Claus an’ Pa
An’ me wuz little boys—an’ Ma,
When she’s ’bout big as Etty there;—
W’y,—‘When we’re growed—no matter where,’
Santy he cross’ his heart an’ say,—
‘I'll come to see you, all, some day
When you’ got childerns—all but me
An’ pore old Sid!’” Nen Uncle he
Ist kindo’ shade his eyes an’ pour’
An’ when Ma’s gone again back in
The kitchen, Uncle scratch his chin
An’ say, “When Santy Claus an’ Pa
An’ me wuz little boys—an’ Ma,
When she’s ’bout big as Etty there;—
W’y,—‘When we’re growed—no matter where,’
Santy he cross’ his heart an’ say,—
‘I'll come to see you, all, some day
When you’ got childerns—all but me
An’ pore old Sid!’” Nen Uncle he
Ist kindo’ shade his eyes an’ pour’
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