Boys and Girls Bookshelf; a Practical Plan of Character Building, Volume I (of 17): Fun and Thought for Little FolkVarious
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Boys and Girls Bookshelf; a Practical Plan of Character Building, Volume I (of 17): Fun and Thought for Little Folk
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Priscilla Penelope Powers one day
Took tea at a neighbor's just over the way.
Two pieces of pie they urged her to take,
And seven whole slices of chocolate cake!
"Oh, dear," sighed Priscilla Penelope Powers,
"I wish I was your little girl 'stead of ours!"
_Mrs. John T Van Sant._
Winklelman Von Winkel
Winkelman Von Winkel is the wisest man alive,
He Knows that one and one make two, and two and three make five;
He knows that water runs down hill, that the sun sets in the west,
And that for winter weather wear, one's winter clothes are best;
In fact, he does not mingle much with common folk around,
Because his learning is so great--his wisdom so profound.
_Clara Odell Lyon._
TEN LITTLE COOKIES
Ten little cookies, brown and crisp and fine--
Grandma gave Baby one; then there were nine.
Nine little cookies on a china plate--
Betty took a small one; then there were eight.
Eight little cookies, nice and round and even--
The butcher boy ate one; then there were seven.
Seven little cookies, much liked by chicks--
The old hen ate one, then there were six.
Six little cookies, when grandma went to drive--
Betty had another one; then there were five.
Five little cookies, placed too near the door--
The little doggie ate one; then there were four.
Four little cookies, brown as brown could be--
Grandma took one for herself, then there were three.
Three little cookies--when grandpa said, "I too,
Would like a very little one", then there were two.
Two little cookies--fast did Betty run
To give one to her mamma; then there was one.
One little cooky--and now our story is done,
Baby Jane ate the last, then there was none.
OUR BABY
One head with curly hair,
Two arms so fat and bare,
Two hands and one wee nose,
Two feet with ten pink toes,
Skin soft and smooth as silk,
When clean, 'tis white as milk.
LONG TIME AGO
BY ELIZABETH PRENTISS
Once there was a little Kitty,
White as the snow;
In a barn she used to frolic,
Long time ago.
In the barn a little mousie
Ran to and fro,
For she heard the little Kitty,
Long time ago.
Two black eyes had little Kitty,
Black as a sloe;
And they spied the little mousie,
Long time ago.
Four soft paws had little Kitty,
Paws soft as snow;
And they caught the little mousie,
Long time ago.
Nine pearl teeth had little Kitty,
All in a row;
And they bit the little mousie,
Long time ago.
When the teeth bit little mousie,
Mousie cried out, "Oh!"
But she slipped away from Kitty,
Long time ago.
BUCKLE MY SHOE
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