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THE LITTLE KINDERGARTEN GIRL
If we sew, sew, sew, and pull, pull, pull,
The pattern will come and the card be full;
So it 's criss, criss, criss, and it 's cross, cross, cross;
If we have some pleasant work to do we 're never at a loss.
The pattern will come and the card be full;
So it 's criss, criss, criss, and it 's cross, cross, cross;
If we have some pleasant work to do we 're never at a loss.
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Oh, dear! I pulled too roughly—I 've broken through my card.
I feel like throwing all away, and crying pretty hard.
But no, no, no,—for we never should despair,
So I'll rip, rip, rip, and I'll tear, tear, tear.
I feel like throwing all away, and crying pretty hard.
But no, no, no,—for we never should despair,
So I'll rip, rip, rip, and I'll tear, tear, tear.
There! you pretty purple worsted, I 've saved you every stitch
(Because if we are wasteful we never can get rich).
Now I'll start another tablet, and I'll make it perfect yet,
And Mother'll say, “Oh, thank you, my precious little pet!”
(Because if we are wasteful we never can get rich).
Now I'll start another tablet, and I'll make it perfect yet,
And Mother'll say, “Oh, thank you, my precious little pet!”
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