The Giant and the Star Little Annals in Rhyme |
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LITTLE BOY BAD AND LITTLE GIRL RUDE |
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LITTLE BOY BAD AND LITTLE GIRL RUDE
My nurse she tells me stories, too,
To make me good, she says; but I—
She scares me so!—I want to cry:
And if my father ever knew,
I guess he 'd make things pretty hot,
And show her that she'd better not.
To make me good, she says; but I—
She scares me so!—I want to cry:
And if my father ever knew,
I guess he 'd make things pretty hot,
And show her that she'd better not.
Last night I could n't sleep, because
She scared me with a story; yes,
Because I had been bad, I guess,
And said I hated Santa Claus
And everything: and then she told
This story that just made me cold:
She scared me with a story; yes,
Because I had been bad, I guess,
And said I hated Santa Claus
And everything: and then she told
This story that just made me cold:
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Little Boy Bad, a way he hadOf making his father and mother mad;
Until one day he ran away
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And there he tarried awhile to play,
For a little while in the witches' way.
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When night drew nigh he heard a cry,And in every bush he saw an eye.
Then, three by three, from every tree
Big coal-black cats came stealthily,
With great green eyes that seemed to be
As big as the moon in a graveyard tree.
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Upon the ground they ringed him round,And glared at him without a sound;
And with the glare he felt his hair
Rise slowly, slowly in despair,
While hard he shook from feet to hair.
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Then down the gloom, upon her broom,An old hag-witch came shrieking, “Room!”
Then snarled, “Hold tight! You're mine to-night!”
And grabbed and whisked him out of sight.—
And no one's seen him since that night.
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Little Girl Rude was never good,And never did the thing she should.
And so one day she ran away
To a wood where the owls of the goblins stay:
And there for a while she stopped to play,
For a little while in the goblins' way.
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When night drew near she seemed to hearA noise of wings in the ivy sere;
Then a hooting cry went shuddering by;
And in every tree she saw an eye,
A great round eye in each tree near by.
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Then, two by two, from the ivy flewGaunt ghost-gray owls with eyes steel-blue:
And, wing to wing, within a ring,
Around her they began to swing,
And made the woods with hootings ring.
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And, as the brood tu-whit-tu-whooed,Oh, how she wished she had been good!
Her hair arose; from head to toes
Her marrow slowly, slowly froze,
While hard she shivered, teeth and toes.
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And then she saw a hairy clawReach from beneath and clutch and draw,
Till in the ground her feet she found
While goblin laughter circled round.—
And since that night she's not been found.
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