June 2012
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The Story of Flying Robert
When the rain comes tumbling down In the country or the town, All good little girls and boys Stay at home and mind their toys. Robert thought, - “No, when it pours, It is better out of doors.” Rain it did, and in a minute Bob was in it. Here you see him, silly fellow, Underneath his red umbrella.
What a wind! Oh! how it whistles Through the trees and flow’rs and...
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The Story of Little Suck-a-Thumb
One day, Mamma said, “Conrad dear, I must go out and leave you here. But mind now, Conrad, what I say, Don’t suck your thumb while I’m away. The great tall tailor always comes To little boys that suck their thumbs. And ere they dream what he’s about He takes his great sharp scissors And cuts their thumbs clean off, - and then You know, they never grow again.”
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The Story of Cruel Frederick
This Frederick! this Frederick! A naughty, wicked boy was he; He caught the flies, poor little things, And then tore off their tiny wings; He kill’d the birds, and broke the chairs, And throw the kitten down the stairs; And oh! far worse and worse, He whipp’d his good and gentle nurse!
The trough was full, and faithful Tray Came out to drink one sultry day; He...
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