Part 5

She would deliberately go

And Slam the door like Billy-Ho! To make her

Uncle Jacob start. She was not really bad at heart, But only rather rude and wild: She was an aggravating child....

It happened that a Marble Bust Of Abraham was standing just Above the Door this little Lamb Had carefully prepared to Slam, And Down it came! It knocked her flat! It laid her out! She looked like that.

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Her funeral Sermon (which was long And followed by a Sacred Song) Mentioned her Virtues, it is true, But dwelt upon her Vices too, And showed the Dreadful End of One Who goes and slams the door for Fun.

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The children who were brought to hear The awful Tale from far and near Were much impressed, and inly swore They never more would slam the Door. --As often they had done before.

GEORGE,

Who played with a Dangerous Toy, and suffered a Catastrophe of considerable Dimensions.

When George's Grandmamma was told

That George had been as good as Gold, She Promised in the Afternoon To buy him an Immense BALLOON. And

so she did; but when it came, It got into the candle flame, And being of a dangerous sort Exploded

with a loud report!

The Lights went out! The Windows broke! The Room was filled with reeking smoke. And in the darkness shrieks and yells Were mingled with Electric Bells, And falling masonry and groans, And crunching, as of broken bones, And dreadful shrieks, when, worst of all, The House itself began to fall! It tottered, shuddering to and fro, Then crashed into the street below-- Which happened to be Savile Row.

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When Help arrived, among the Dead

Were

Cousin Mary,

Little Fred,

The Footmen

(both of them),

The Groom,

The man that cleaned the Billiard-Room,

The Chaplain, and

The Still-Room Maid. And I am dreadfully afraid That Monsieur Champignon, the Chef, Will now be

permanently deaf-- And both his Aides

are much the same; While George, who was in part to blame, Received, you will regret to hear, A nasty lump