A little book of tribune verse A number of hitherto uncollected poems, grave and gay |
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DOLLS AT SCHOOL.
Ding, dong, Dolly! School is in,
Hark! the lessons now begin;
Keep all the pupils there,
Dollies nice and neat and fair,
Fat and lean, short and tall,
In a row against the wall,
Lots of little teachers, too,
Come to show them what to do.
Hark! the lessons now begin;
Keep all the pupils there,
Dollies nice and neat and fair,
Fat and lean, short and tall,
In a row against the wall,
Lots of little teachers, too,
Come to show them what to do.
“Now, Miss Wax, turn out your toes,
Tell us how you spoiled your nose;
Miss Rag, pray, for once, sit straight,
How came you to be so late?
Do, Miss China, sit down, dear;
Papa dolls, don't act so queer.”
One, when squeezed, could say, “Mam-ma!”
Smartest in the class by far.
Tell us how you spoiled your nose;
Miss Rag, pray, for once, sit straight,
How came you to be so late?
Do, Miss China, sit down, dear;
Papa dolls, don't act so queer.”
One, when squeezed, could say, “Mam-ma!”
Smartest in the class by far.
Some will graduate next fall,
Others are almost too small,
Does your dolly ever go?
Terms are very cheap, you know,
Better take her there at once,
Who would want a doll a dunce?
“Time is up”! the teachers shout,
Ding, dong, dolly! school is out.
Others are almost too small,
Does your dolly ever go?
Terms are very cheap, you know,
Better take her there at once,
Who would want a doll a dunce?
“Time is up”! the teachers shout,
Ding, dong, dolly! school is out.
September 25th, 1881.
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