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Brother and Sister

“SISTER, sister, go to bed!
Go and rest your weary head.”
Thus the prudent brother said.
 
“Do you want a battered hide,
Or scratches to your face applied?”
Thus his sister calm replied.
 
“Sister, do not raise my wrath.
I’d make you into mutton broth
As easily as kill a moth”
 
The sister raised her beaming eye
And looked on him indignantly
And sternly answered, “Only try!”
 
Off to the cook he quickly ran.
“Dear Cook, please lend a frying—pan
To me as quickly as you can.”
 
And wherefore should I lend it you?"
“The reason, Cook, is plain to view.
I wish to make an Irish stew.”
 
“What meat is in that stew to go?”
“My sister’ll be the contents!”
“Oh”
“You’ll lend the pan to me, Cook?”
“No!”
 
Moral: Never stew your sister.
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