Brother And Sister

 "SISTER, sister, go to bed! 
Go and rest your weary head.
" Thus the prudent brother said.
"Do you want a battered hide, Or scratches to your face applied?" Thus his sister calm replied.
"Sister, do not raise my wrath.
I'd make you into mutton broth As easily as kill a moth" The sister raised her beaming eye And looked on him indignantly And sternly answered, "Only try!" Off to the cook he quickly ran.
"Dear Cook, please lend a frying-pan To me as quickly as you can.
" And wherefore should I lend it you?" "The reason, Cook, is plain to view.
I wish to make an Irish stew.
" "What meat is in that stew to go?" "My sister'll be the contents!" "Oh" "You'll lend the pan to me, Cook?" "No!" Moral: Never stew your sister.

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