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Show 32 I took her to a restaurant, The best one on the street, She said she wasn't hungry, But this is what she eat:" Hunnie's fingers had already relaxed their grip on his mother's shirtwaist. He allowed Maggie Rose to wipe his tears. "A dozen raw, a plate of slaw, A chicken and a roast, Some sparrow grass, with apple sass, And soft-shell crabs on toast." On Maggie Rose's lap, Hunnie perched forward, his lips twitching as they tried to catch the rapid words, his face lighting with eagerness for his one line. "A big box stew with crackers too, Her hunger was immense, When she asked for pie I thought I'd die...." "FOR I HAD BUT FIFTY CENTS!" Hunnie yelled, and all the Kerners cheered. "That was swell, Hunnie," Karl told him. "Right on the beat," Kathleen said. Hunnie fell happily against his mother as Hugo asked, "Which song next?" Straightening to peer into the shadows of the Culley»s yard |