 This wash machine and ringer, Tommy Gilligan's white. That iron hair, that sweeper there to make you work so light. This beater hair, this heater hair, I guess you think me strange. But carrying on my shoulders such a big electric range. Good morning, dear, good evening, dear, good afternoon, I say. I stopped to have a friendly chat with a neighbor down the way. When I saw her connections and all the things they'll do, I thought, my dear, I'd buy a few and bring them home for you.