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Tuneful LAYS FOR


Won't you come and sit on the floor,

And see my box of bricks?
And when we have built a station,

We will make a train with sticks;
You put them in an even line,

And give a push, and blow
And puff like a big steam-engine,

And then the train will go.
I do not want to learn to read,

I'm as tired as tired can be ;
Besides, I am mamma's own darling-

You mustn't be cross to me.
Do come and see my rocking-horse,

It's such a funny thing;
It cannot trot, and does not jump,

But goes just like a swing.
And I have a camp and soldiers,

And such a great big ball.
Now have I not a many toys ?

Mamma she gave me all.
She did not say I was to learn ;
Why can't


let me be !
You know I'm mamma's own darling-

You mustn't be cross to me.

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I cannot bear


slate and sums,
I know my one, two, three;
Besides, I'm mamma's own darling

You mustn't be cross to me.
Mamma she gives me cakes and sweets,

And often takes me out,
And when 'tis wet, such funny tales

She tells me all about.
Will she be glad if I can spell ?

Why then of course I'll try ;
Good-bye, dear toys, we'll have a game

Not yet, but by-and-by.
I'm going to learn my lessons,

And say my one, two, three,
Because I am mamma's own darling,
And she is so kind to me.


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JANUARY brings the snow,
Makes our feet and fingers glow;
February brings the rain,
Thaws the frozen lake again ;
March brings breezes loud and shrill,
Stirs the dancing daffodil ;
April brings the primrose sweet,
Scatters daisies at our feet;
May brings flocks of pretty lambs,
Skipping by their fleecy dams;
June brings tulips, lilies, roses,
Fills the children's hands with posies;
Hot July brings cooling showers,
Apricots and gillyflowers;
August brings the sheaves of corn,
Then the harvest home is borne;

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