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In through the kitchen, the boys came trooping: / Will, and Sammy, and Bob and Fred, / And Johnny and Jamie, the twins, came after, / Setting the rafters, a-ring with laughter. / Woe for the words I said! / I looked at the floor I had swept and dusted, / And saw the litter the twelve feet brought; / And I sighed, and frowned, on the six bright blossoms, / And frowning, spoke my thought.
"Oh, was there ever so weary a woman! / I have been only twelve years wed. / But I've never a moment of peace or quiet. / Six rough boys, with their noise and riot, / Are wearing me out," I said. / "Six rough boys to mend and work for, / To clothe and feed -- it is hard at best; / There's never an end to my weary labors, / There is no time for rest."