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WHY THE DAISIES ARE NOT ALL WHITE.
Uncle Rob says:
Once the daisies all were white,
Till a baby fellow
Ate his supper down one night,
And stained his face all yellow.
Once the daisies all were white,
Till a baby fellow
Ate his supper down one night,
And stained his face all yellow.
Smeared with butter, off to bed
Crept the sleepy flower.
“Fie!” the good nurse dew-drop said,
Come now to my bower.
Crept the sleepy flower.
“Fie!” the good nurse dew-drop said,
Come now to my bower.
“Let me wash you clean, I pray,
Like the pink and rosy.”
But the daisy pulled away
Like a stubborn posy.
All unwashed he went to sleep,
Naughty little fellow.
Ever since he's had to keep
That great patch of yellow.
So Uncle Rob says.
Like the pink and rosy.”
But the daisy pulled away
Like a stubborn posy.
All unwashed he went to sleep,
Naughty little fellow.
Ever since he's had to keep
That great patch of yellow.
So Uncle Rob says.
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