Are we wollin`? A one, a two, a free, a four... A mother was washing her baby one night, The youngest of ten and a delicate mite. The mother was poor and the baby was thin, `Twas naught but an skelingtin covered with skin. The mother turned `round for a soap off the rack. She was only a moment but when she turned back Her baby had gone, and in anguish she cried, "Oh, where `as my baby gone?" The angels replied: Oh, your baby has gone down the plug `ole. Oh, your baby has gone down the plug. The poor little thing was so skinny and thin, He should `ave been washed in a jug, in a jug. Your baby is perfectly happy; He won`t need a bath anymore. He`s a-muckin` about with the angels above, Not lost but gone before. Thankyou, Do you wanna do it again?
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