Harriman, Susan S., comp · Boston, New York, Houghton Mifflin Company · leaf 171
When the grain was ready to reap,Little Red Hen said, Cluck, cluck! Cluck, cluck!If grains you sow,The sun will shine,The wind will blow.And many daysOf sun and rainWill make each oneA head of grain. Who will help me reap the grain? asked Little Red Hen.Not I, said the duck.Not I, said the… … When the wheat was reaped,Little Red Hen said, The windmills armsGo round and round.And so the grainTo flour is ground;Now I must takeThe wheat to mill,Across the fieldAnd up the hill. Who will help me take the grain to the mill? asked Little Red Hen.Not I, said the duck.Not I, said the mouse.Not…
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