very high—now low. • I am hungry, very hungry, Said the spider to a fly. If you were caught within the web,You very soon should die. But round about and round about, And round about once more,Across the web and back againThey flitted as before. b For all the flies were much too wise To venture near… … THE QOLD F[OBIJM,A LITTLE gold robin, with very red breast, •Sat perched on a tree near a chick-a-dees nest. Will you go and pick cherries, said robin, with me? I ve no time to spare, said the chick-a-dee- dee. And what do you live on? said robin red-breast. The worms from the garden; I like…
Children's poetry
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