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W,T,Y,D,G,H

Wait Till Your Da Gets Home! Did your mammy ever tell you. Just wait till your da gets home. You think, have I been naughty what is it that I've done? Mammy won't you tell me cause I've been good all week. No, says she you know right enough he'll spank you for your cheek. Mammy I wasn't cheeky. It was Fogharty across the way. He said a bad word to Paddy then turned and ran, what can I say. Paddy turned to see me and thought I had said that word but it wasn't me please mammy it wasn't me he heard. I told him it was Fogharty he's a nasty naughty child. He throws stones at neighbours cars mammy. His ma lets him run about all wild. I'll not have him in to play ma I'll never be his friend. Please don't tell me da, ma and let that be the end.

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