MUMMA ’ANG ME ’TOCKING UP.
Reading edition
Mumma ’ang me ’tocking up, Want a yamb, a tilver tup, ’Orse, a tart, a dum, a s’ed An a nighty, nithe and wed. Me dus awsul want a dun Bang-a-banging, dus for fun; An a ’teamer dat will say Toot-a-toot, toot, duss iss way. Wite a ’etter, mumma dear, Wite it bid so he can hear ’Tanty Taws, be thure an ’top. Div me a whole baby s’op. All de doodies, oo ull know Yarf an kie, an soot, an blow; Want an ’oop, a joll, a s’ate, ’Ots and ’ote of sings to ate; Tanny, ’ugar, feenuts, jum Tell him dat he mustest tum. Weed it mumma, so to see If oo said it dus like me. It ull do iss time I dess, Ceps me want a pwetty dwess, Thure the ’tocking don’t forget Thign with love, from ’Ittle Pet.