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In Trouble

Written by: Edith Nesbit | Biography
 1 It's all for nothing: I've lost im now.
2 I suppose it ad to be: 3 But oh I never thought it of im, 4 Nor e never thought it of me.
5 And all for a kiss on your evening out 6 An a field where the grass was down .
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7 And e as gone to God-knows-where, 8 And I may go on the town.
9 The worst of all was the thing e said 10 The night that e went away: 11 He said e'd a married me right enough 12 If I adn't a been so gay.
13 Me, gay! When I'd cried, and I'd asked him not, 14 But e said e loved me so; 15 An whatever e wanted seemed right to me .
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16 An how was a girl to know? 17 Well, the river is deep, and drowned folk sleep sound, 18 An it might be the best to do; 19 But when he made me a light-o-love 20 He made me a mother too.
21 I've ad enough sin to last my time, 22 If twas sin as I got it by, 23 But it aint no sin to stand by his kid 24 An work for it till I die.
25 But oh the long days and the death-long nights 26 When I feel it move and turn, 27 And cry alone in my single bed 28 And count what a girl can earn 29 To buy the baby the bits of things 30 He ought to a bought, by rights; 31 And wonder whether e thinks of Us .
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32 And if e sleeps sound o' nights.



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