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Sister measured my grin one day, Took the ruler and me, Measured the inches all the way, One, two, three. "Oh! You're a Cheshire cat," said she, Father said, "That's no sin," Then he nodded and smiled at me, Smiled at my three-inch grin. Brother suggested I'd better begin Trying to trim it down; But mother said, "Better a three-inch grin, Than a little half-inch frown." |