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 jby … one ittle >tontlv of JfeA to kiS motker s&i<L(1J* 1 be a <SoocL bey T^ay I go out to ptay ? ^tei, ipyoute gentle a™1 sing a pretty song,JAeepmg oat op mischiep you can march, along * ^IflmmcL brought kt» nutten£ overcoat an^ cap,Wound, a >roolen. mujpier round th? J ittle ckftp*…
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
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