I jabbed a jack-knife in my thumb— Th' blood just @3spurted@1 when it come! The cook got faint, an' nurse she yelled An' showed me how it should be held, An' Gran'ma went to get a rag, An' couldn't find one in th' bag; An' all the rest was just struck @3dumb@1 To see my thumb! Since I went an' jabbed my thumb I go around a-lookin' glum, And Aunt, she pats me on the head An' gives me extra ginger-bread; But brother's @3mad,@1 an' says he'll go An' take an' axe, an' chop his toe: An' @3then@1 he guesses I'll keep mum About my @3thumb!@1 At school they as't to see my thumb, But I just showed it to my chum, An' any else that wants to see Must divvy up their cake with me! It's gettin' well so fast, I think I'll fix it up with crimson ink, An' that'll keep up @3int'rest@1 some In my poor thumb! |