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Transformation

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Auntie Ellen found her poodle— Mercy! Goodness sake!— Playing with the mully-wumps Down along the lake. And when she called him tenderly He didn’t want to come; It took her

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Timmy O’Toole

When Timmy O’Toole Was going to school He picked up a package of gum. He treated the preacher And Sunday-school teacher, And gave a policeman some. Leroy F. Jackson

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The Animal Show

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Father and mother and Bobbie will go To see all the sights at the animal show. Where lions and bears Sit on dining room chairs, Where a camel is able

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The Robin And The Squirrel

Said the Robin to the Squirrel, “How d’ you do?

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The Stove

A stove is a thing that gets awfully hot, And fries up your meat, or whatever you’ve got. It’s made out of iron and hinges and screws, And filled up

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Old Father McNether

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Old Father McNether He sorts out the weather And takes what he pleases, I’m told, With a big turkey-feather He mixes the weather, And makes it blow hot and blow

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Slippery Slim

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Slippery Slim, a garter snake, Leaned against a garden rake And smiled a sentimental smile At Tilly Toad, on the gravel pile, Till that bashful miss was forced to hop

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Where are You Going?

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Where are you going, sister Kate? I’m going to swing on the garden gate, And watch the fairy gypsies dance Their tim-tam-tum on the cabbage-plants— The great big one with

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Pretty World

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Pretty poppies, Pretty trees, Pretty little lettuce-leaves, Pretty pebbles, Red and brown, Pretty floating thistle-down. Pretty baby, Curly head, Standing in a pansy-bed, Pretty clouds All white and curled— O

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Billy Bumpkins

Heigho, Billy Bumpkins, How d’ you grow your pumpkins? “At six o’clock I sows ’em, At ten o’clock I hoes ’em, An’ jes before I goes to bed I puts

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