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Mary Had A Little Pain

Mary had a little pain,

It was so very queer;

It never bothered her except

When service time was near.

It left her free on Saturday,

To shop and buy and cook;

On other days a club or show

Her whole attention took.

When time for church attendance came,

Oh, how that pain returned;

And on our helpless Mary dear

It’s fury deeply burned.

So Mary is “at home” today,

Her fever’s very high;

But guests and eats which ease her pain –

E’en now she’s baking pie. - A.C. Williams