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In Trouble
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.
Written by: Edith Nesbit

Book: Shattered Sighs