I’m sitting on the doorstep

I ‘m sitting on the doorstep,
and I’m eating bread and jam

and I’m not a-crying really,
though I ‘spects you think I am.

I can hear the children playing,
but they say they don’t want me,

‘cos my legs are rather little
and I run so slow you see.

So, I’m sitting on the doorstep,
and I’m eating bread and jam,

And I’m not a-crying really,
though I ‘spects you think I am.

Marion St John Webb – 1914

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