The Little Girls' Letter To God
Now Susy's such a naughty dirl,
And I ain't any better,
And so we thought we just would wite
The dear dood Dod a letter.
And tell him all about our bad,
Betause he'd have to know,
Or else he touldn't mate us dood,
And so we told him how,
Once when I spit on Susy's dwess
Then Susy spit on me;
She smashed my Twistmas-twee.
Then when I pushed her off the wall,
She spattered me with mud;
When I pulled up her tolumbine,
She snapped my wed wose-bud
I talled her "old dwanmother Dwill"
And she tailed me "old maid,"--
And then we stwatched each others' eyes
Down in the darden shade.
And then my ma and Susy's ma
Both said the only way
Would be to teep us little dirls
Apart in all our play.
And so the bid, brown date was shut,
And that was such a bother,--
'Tause Susy's yard was on one side
And mine was on the other.
But we tould peet thwough all the twats,
And tiss us thwough the hole
Where the bid, udly knot tame out,
As bid as Susy's bowl,
For I love Susy awful much,
And Susy she loves me,
And so we told the dear, dood Dod
We'd twy dood dirls to be.
So now when we just feel the bad
A-tomin' in our heart,
We both wun home and shut the date
And teep ourselves apart.
And in a minute all the dood
Tomes bat,--and then our plays
Seem nicer yet, and we fordet
The naughty,--naughty--ways.
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