Once we had a baby,— Did we, mamma, true ?Was lie soft and cunning, Just like little Lou ? Could he crow and clap his hands,Call the doves and coo ? Wish we had him now, mamma,Guess wed love him too! What became of him, mamma? Dont suppose you couldSend away a baby ; Dont believe you would. MY…
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
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