Potter, Miriam Clark, 1886-1965, Balcom, Sophia T · New York : E.P. Dutton & Co. · leaf 84
hat will not do. So she walked fur-ther down the path. Dear me, dear me, dear me, she said.No one, oh, no one will put me to bed I A mother squirrel ran beside her.Come with me I she said. I will put you tobed with my baby squirrels. In my nest in the top 70 LITTLE DEAR-ME of the tree! You can put… … *You are very kind, MotherSquirrel, said little Dear-Me. squirrels. I must go on. So she walked down thepath. 71 THE PINAFORE POCKET STORY BOOK Dear me, dear me, dear me, she said.No one, oh, no one will put me to bed! A mother marsh duck waddled before her, herbreast a soft fluffy brown. Off in…
Children's poetry, American
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