Father calls me William, sister calls me Will,Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill!Mighty glad I ain't a girl—ruther be a boy,Without them sashes, curls, an' things that 's worn by Fauntleroy!Love to chawnk green apples an' go swimmin' in the lake—Hate to take the castor-ile they give for bellyache!'Most all the time, the whole year round, there ain't no flies on me,But jest 'fore Christmas I'm as good as I kin be!
That was a great game of golf, fellers.
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