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I. Come into the cellar, Maud. / Get a move on! Goodness gracious, / There is nothing to applaud / In bravado ostentatious! / Still Maud lingered, all unheeding, / As the Siren sounded twice; / Above the din her voice came pleading, / "Are you _sure_ there's no mice?"
II. Above the pandemonium / Of Siren shrill and warning Drum / And Aircraft Gun is heard the roar / Of little Freddy, etat four; / The cellar dark and dank and dim / No fascination has for him, / The little darling wants to be / Upstairs upon the roof and see / The "fireworks! " "If you ask me -- " / Aunt Kate was overheard to say, / "I'd let the dear child have his way!"