MOTHERS KISSES. … CAMBEIC TEA. Says Dotty: If ever I grow to beA woman, Ill not drink cambric tea; Thats what they call the milk and waterAnd sugar that mamma gives to me. T is good in one way, — sweet and hot,But tis nt poured out of the real teapot;It has nt the look, and is nt the color;And all the grown folks…
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
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