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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344993" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>James And The Shoulder Of Mutton</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">YOUNG Jem at noon return'd from school, <br>As hungry as could be, <br>He cried to Sue, the servant-maid, <br>'My dinner give to me. ' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Said Sue, 'It is not yet come home;<br>Besides, it is not late. ' <br>'No matter that, ' cries little Jem, <br>'I do not like to wait. ' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Quick to the baker's Jemmy went<br>And ask'd, 'Is dinner done?' <br>'It is,' replied the baker's man. <br>'Then home with it I'll run.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Nay, Sir, ' replied he prudently, <br>'I tell you 'tis too hot, <br>And much too heavy 'tis for you. ' <br>'I tell you it is not.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Papa, mamma, are both gone out, <br>And I for dinner long; <br>So give it me, it is all mine, <br>And baker, hold your tongue. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'A shoulder 'tis of mutton nice! <br>And batter-pudding too; <br>I'm glad of that, it is so good; <br>How clever is our Sue! ' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now near the door young Jem was come, <br>He round the corner turn'd, <br>But oh, sad fate! unlucky chance! <br>The dish his fingers burn'd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now in the kennel down fell dish, <br>And down fell all the meat: <br>Swift went the pudding in the stream, <br>And sail'd along the street. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The people laugh'd, and rude boys grinn'd<br>At mutton's hapless fall; <br>But though ashamed, young Jemmy cried, <br>'Better lose part than all.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The shoulder by the knuckle seized, <br>His hands both grasp'd it fast, <br>And deaf to all their gibes and cries,<br>He gain'd his home at last.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Impatience is a fault,' cries Jem, <br>'The baker told me true; <br>In future I will patient be, <br>And mind what says our Sue. '</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ann+Taylor">Ann Taylor</a><div class=q>
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As hungry as could be, 
He cried to Sue, the servant-maid, 
'My dinner give to me. ' 

Said Sue, 'It is not yet come home;
Besides, it is not late. ' 
'No matter that, ' cries little Jem, 
'I do not like to..."></div>
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