James Whitcomb Riley - Prior To Miss Belle's Appearance lyrics

What makes you come HERE fer, Mister, So much to our house?--SAY? Come to see our big sister!-- An' Charley he says 'at you kissed her An' he ketched you, th'uther day!-- Didn' you, Charley?--But we p'omised Belle An' crossed our heart to never to tell-- 'Cause SHE gived us some o' them-er Chawk'lut-drops 'at you bringed to her! Charley he's my little b'uther-- An' we has a-mostest fun, Don't we, Charley?--Our Muther, Whenever we whips one anuther, Tries to whip US--an' we RUN-- Don't we, Charley?--An' nen, bime-by, Nen she gives us cake--an' pie-- Don't she, Charley?--when we come in An' pomise never to do it ag'in! HE'S named Charley.--I'm WILLIE-- An' I'm got the purtiest name! But Uncle Bob HE calls me "Billy"-- Don't he, Charley?--'N' our filly We named "Billy," the same Ist like me! An' our Ma said 'At "Bob puts foolishnuss into our head!"-- Didn' she, Charley?--An' SHE don't know Much about BOYS!--'Cause Bob said so! Baby's a funniest feller! Nain't no hair on his head-- IS they, Charley?--It's meller Wite up there! An' ef Belle er Us ask wuz WE that way, Ma said,-- "Yes; an' yer PA'S head wuz soft as that, An' it's that way yet!"--An' Pa grabs his hat An' says, "Yes, childern, she's right about Pa-- 'Cause that's the reason he married yer Ma!" An' our Ma says 'at "Belle couldn' Ketch nothin' at all but ist 'BOWS!"-- An' PA says 'at "you're soft as puddun!"-- An' UNCLE BOB says "you're a good-un-- 'Cause he can tell by yer nose!"- Didn' he, Charley?--An' when Belle'll play In the poller on th' pianer, some day, Bob makes up funny songs about you, Till she gits mad-like he wants her to! Our sister FANNY she's 'LEVEN Years old! 'At's mucher 'an _I_-- Ain't it, Charley? . . . I'm seven!-- But our sister Fanny's in HEAVEN! Nere's where you go ef you die!-- Don't you, Charley?--Nen you has WINGS-- IST LIKE FANNY!--an' PURTIEST THINGS!-- Don't you, Charley?--An' nen you can FLY-- Ist fly-an' EVER'thing! . . . I Wisht I'D die!