Vulgar words in Cross Roads (Page 1)
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LIL' FELLER When th.' sunshine's golden-yeller Like th' curls upon his head, Then he wakes--th' lil' feller-- An' he jumps up, outen bed; An' he scrambles fer his knickers Flung, perhaps, upon th' floor, An' he takes his hat (my old 'un), An' he races through th' door-- An' I hear his voice, a-singin', In his odd, ole-fashioned way, 'Cause he's glad--th' lil' feller-- In th' mornin' o' the day.
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Smilin' sort o' cuss was Tim; Never seen th' beat o' him!
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If he had a franc he'd buy Chocolate or chow for us, Gen'rus little smilin' cuss-- That was Tim!
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Smilin' sort o' little cuss, Meetin' me without a fuss-- Tim, my bunkie, livin'!...