(from 'Girls' Own Annual 1916'.)
They give me things on Christmas Day,
An' tell me 'Run along and play'
But where's the fun? I do it all
It's me that has to bounce the ball
An' beat the drum an' jump the Jack;
An'even dollies can't talk back.
I have to play with them, you see;
They don't know how to play with me.
I don't want drums nor balls nor sleds
Nor sawdust dolls with china heads
An' make believe, an' make a noise
Oh, what's the good of stupid toys?
I want ..... a little brother! HE
Would know enough to play with me.
