Baby Chatterbox by Anonymous
page 29 of 44 (65%)
page 29 of 44 (65%)
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And while on her pillow she softly lay, She knew nothing more till again it was day; And all things said to the beautiful sun, "Good-morning! good-morning! our work is begun." [Illustration] A DEAR LITTLE GRANNY. I want to be your granny-- Granny, granny dear; Do you think in glasses I'm anything like near? Would you take me for her If I wore her cap; Told you pretty stories, Took you in my lap? Gave you lots of sweeties, Cakes and apples too? That's the way that grannies, Dear old grannies do! [Illustration] |
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