But once our Polly was naughty, And struck her baby at last;When, lo ! it jumped out of the cradle, And scampered from danger fast.Do you think that was strange for a baby — For Pollys wee baby — to do ?Why, children, twas only a kitty, Brimful of mischief—and mew! M. D. BRINE. … pictured J>y (ittle .Moritiv ofj^tedi to his mother soi<L1J, 1 be a good hoy may 1 go out to play ? ^ieS, ipyou.be gentle rinsing a pretty Song,jfe^ JYeepmd out op mischieC you can march. o&onQ * v^lamma brought hi* mittens overcoat an caj,wound, a vroolen mumper round tK; little chap*…
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
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