Whitelock, William Wallace, 1869-1940 · New York, E. P. Dutton & company · leaf 42
ON, ON I FLEW, AND CLOSE BEHINDA DRAGON SNAPPED HIS JAWS A Piebald Trip A comet suddenly appeared, I shot across its tail,And scared the salamanders so They turned from red to pale. A sufferer from prickly heat,I, scratching, onward sped, But caught by chance a shooting-star,And landed in my bed. … SUSANS BAD LANGUAGE She s a funny little creature, and she chatters like a daw,In a language meant for English, disregarding evry law ;And it makes her, oh, so angry, when I say Now, Susan, pleaseTry to speak the English language — you are speaking Susanese. Ith a-thpeakin pwoppa English, she…
Children's poetry
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