There are dogs and cats and horses and goats,
As happy as they can be.

Turn the leaves gently. The dogs and the cats,
And the little children, too,
Will be hurt if you tear them. How would you feel
If any one tore up you?




"FLY LITTLE BIRD AWAY."

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A lit-tle girl
Read in her book,
How a wick-ed boy
A wild bird took
From out its nest
In the green-wood tree
A cap-tive now
'Tis forced to be,
And flutters its poor wings all day long,
And beats the bars of its cage so strong.

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"Poor lit-tle bird!"
She soft-ly cried;