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My sister's best feller is 'most six-foot-three, / And handsome and strong as a feller can be; / And Sis, she's so little, and slender, and small, / You never would think she could boss him at all; / But, my jing! / She do'n't do a thing / But make him jump 'round, like he worked with a string! / It jest makes me 'shamed of him sometimes, you know, / To think that he'll let a girl bully him so.
He goes to walk with her and carries her muff / And coat and umbrella, and that kind of stuff; / She loads him with things that must weigh 'most a ton; / And, honest, he _likes_ it, -- as if it was fun! / And, oh, say! / When they go to a play, / He'll sit in the parlor and fidget away, / And she won't come down till it's quarter past eight, / And then she'll scold _him_ 'cause they get there so late.