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FITTE THE SECOND

Eugene Field

Now once his master, lingering o'er

His breakfast coffee-cup,

Observed unto his doting spouse:

"You ought to wash the pup!"

 

"That shall I do this very day",

His doting spouse replied;

"You will not know the pretty thing

When he is washed and dried.

 

"But tell me, dear, before you go

Unto your daily work,

Shall I use Ivory soap on him,

Or Colgate, Pears' or Kirk?"

 

"Odzooks, it matters not a whit--

They all are good to use!

Take Pearline, if it pleases you--

Sapolio, if you choose!

 

"Take any soap, but take the pup

And also water take,

And mix the three discreetly up

Till they a lather make.

 

"Then mixing these constituent parts,

Let Nature take her way,"

With which advice that sapient sir

Had nothing more to say.

 

Then fared he to his daily toil

All in the Board of Trade,

While Mistress Taylor for that bath

Due preparation made.