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ots they are stiff, My boots they are tall, And they hold me up straight, So I cannot fall. Hurrah! for Charlie boy. I'll do mother's errands As well as I can; I've got on new boots, And so I'm a man. Hurrah! for Charlie boy. THE BABY'S BIRTHDAY. Come, Charles, blow the trumpet, And George, beat the drum, For this is the baby's birthday! Little Annie shall sing, And Jemmy shall dance, And father the jews-harp will play. Rad-er-er too tan-da-ro te Rad-er-er tad-or-er tan do re. Come toss up the ball, And spin the hum top; We'll have a grand frolic to-day; Let's make some soap bubbles, And blow them up high, And see what the baby will say. Rad-er-er too tan-da-ro te Rad-er-er tad-or-er tan do re. We'll play the grand Mufti; Let's all make a ring; The tallest the Mufti shall play; You must look in his face, And see what he does, And mind what the Mufti shall say. Rad-er-er too tan-da-ro te Rad-er-er tad-or-er tan do re. And now we'll play soldiers; All hold up your heads! Don't you know 'tis the baby's birthday You must turn out your toes, And toss your feet high; There! this, boys and girls, is the way. Rad-er-er too tan-da-ro te Rad-er-er tad-or-er tan do re. THE POOR MAN. The poor man is old, He is hungry and cold, Let us give him some bread to eat; Let him come to the fire, Let us build it up higher, Let us give the poor man a warm seat. The poor man is weak; How pale is his cheek! Perhaps he has met with some sorrow; Let us give him a bed, Where his poor weary head May rest, and feel better to-morrow. DING DONG! DING DONG! Ding dong! ding dong! I'll sing you a song; 'Tis about a little bird; He sat upon a tree, And he sang to me, And I never spoke a word. Ding dong! ding dong! I'll sing you a song; 'Tis about a little mouse; He looked very cunning, As I saw him running About my father's house. Ding dong! ding dong! I'll sing you a song About my little Kitty; She's speckled all over, And I know you'll love her, For she is very pretty. Ding dong! ding dong! I have sung my song; Now give me a little kiss; I'll sing you another, Some t
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