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BAD LUCK
Once a rabbit crossed my road
When I went to see my aunt;
And another time a toad
Hopped right in my way.—You can't
Kill toads, for that makes it rain,
And would spoil your day again.
When I went to see my aunt;
And another time a toad
Hopped right in my way.—You can't
Kill toads, for that makes it rain,
And would spoil your day again.
But the rabbit—if I could
I'd have killed him. For one day
Once a boy he told me, “Should
A wild rabbit cross your way,
Look out for bad luck—that is,
If your fingers ain't cross-criss.”
I'd have killed him. For one day
Once a boy he told me, “Should
A wild rabbit cross your way,
Look out for bad luck—that is,
If your fingers ain't cross-criss.”
But if I had shot him dead
I'd not been unlucky; no;
And not fallen out of bed
That same night; or stumped my toe
Playing “I Spy”; nor the string
Broken when I went to swing.
I'd not been unlucky; no;
And not fallen out of bed
That same night; or stumped my toe
Playing “I Spy”; nor the string
Broken when I went to swing.
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Talk about bad luck! I guess
That old rabbit brought it.—Well;
Maudie had on her new dress,
And I pushed her, and she fell
In a creek-hole, where you're bound
To get wet—so Maudie found.
That old rabbit brought it.—Well;
Maudie had on her new dress,
And I pushed her, and she fell
In a creek-hole, where you're bound
To get wet—so Maudie found.
I—I pulled her out—that is,
Buddie helped me.—Bud's a boy
Who was fishing there.—And Liz,
Maud's old nurse, she took my toy,
My toy-whip, and—she was mad—
Whipped my legs and called me bad.
Buddie helped me.—Bud's a boy
Who was fishing there.—And Liz,
Maud's old nurse, she took my toy,
My toy-whip, and—she was mad—
Whipped my legs and called me bad.
Then she said Maud might have drowned;
And the creek was full of “dumb
Pollywogs and snakes”; a sound
Whipping just might help me some:
Maybe Maud would catch a cold—
And—my mother should be told.
And the creek was full of “dumb
Pollywogs and snakes”; a sound
Whipping just might help me some:
Maybe Maud would catch a cold—
And—my mother should be told.
No, sir. I don't want to see
Any rabbits anyways
Cross my road. Why, gemenie!—
(That's a swear-word Maudie says)—
If I saw one—only one,
I would turn and run and run.
Any rabbits anyways
Cross my road. Why, gemenie!—
(That's a swear-word Maudie says)—
If I saw one—only one,
I would turn and run and run.
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