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Child Lover

 Drunk or sober Uncle Jim
 Played the boy;
Never glum or sour or grim,
 Oozin' joy.
Most folks thought he was no good, Blamin' him; But where kiddies were, you could Bank on Jim.
Sure he allus hated work, Lovin' play.
"Jest a good fer nuthin' jerk," Lots would say.
Yet how the children fell for him, Whooped with glee: Guys so popular as Jim Seldom be.
How old songs, sweet as a bell, He would sing! What grand stories he would tell, Gesturin'! Elders reckoned him a sot, Sighin' sad; But with tiny toddlers what Sport he had! Might have had a brood, they said, Of his own; Lost his wife in childbirth bed, Left him lone .
Well, now he is cold an' still, Here's to him: Kids an' mothers always will Bless old Jim.

by Robert William Service
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