Miss T. Lyrics – Cecil Armstrong Gibbs

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It’s a very odd thing —–
As odd as can be —

That whatever Miss T. eats
Turns into Miss T.;
Porridge and apples
Mince, muffins and mutton

Jam, junket, jumbles —-
Not a rap, not a button
It matters; the moment
They’re out of her plate

Though shared by Miss Butcher
And sour Mr. Bate;
Tiny and cheerful
And neat as can be

Whatever Miss T. eats
Turns into Miss T
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Cecil Armstrong Gibbs Lyrics – Miss T.

Cecil Armstrong Gibbs

Miss T.