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[Jerusha
A perfectly day
The Monday of every month
Every floor
Every chair
A perfectly day
bed without a wrinkle
Every combed on 97 orphans
Poor Abbot
Has to bear the of it all
Poor Abbot
The oldest in the John Grier home
A awful day
The trustees come to
tea breaks
Having written
They away in the night
For in the city
And I watch them with 97
Jerusha Abbot
Never breaking free of place
Jerusha Abbot
The oldest orphan in the John home
Little Tommy Dylan comes up the stairs
(As Dylan)
Jerusha Abbot you are
In the office and you better up
(As Jerusha)
Who me?
(As Dylan)
Mrs. in the office
And I she's really mad
(As Jerusha)
Where did I go
Were the sandwiches not enough?
Were shells in the nutcakes?
did I go wrong?
Did a lady visitor see the
In Susy Hawthorne's
A perfectly day
A silhouetted
and gangly
Shrouded in the
I cannot see his
But the in the driveway
Cast a sharp against the wall
Looking a daddy longlegs
The biggest one that I have ever
A creeping daddy longlegs
And it me laugh
On awful day
Me, Jerusha
The oldest in the John Grier home