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AT THE WINDOW.
How nice it is to watch beside the window
The pleasant sights that one may often see!
I mean a body who has lots of leisure,
And is n't always hard at work like me.
(Seven and five are twelve, and eight are twenty;
Add three more, carry two and set down three.)
The pleasant sights that one may often see!
I mean a body who has lots of leisure,
And is n't always hard at work like me.
(Seven and five are twelve, and eight are twenty;
Add three more, carry two and set down three.)
O what a cunning treasure of a baby!
It looks like that new crying-doll of mine.
And how its pretty French nurse seems to love it!
It must be very rich to dress so fine.
(Two and nine are eleven, and eight added
Make nineteen; two more fives make twenty-nine.)
It looks like that new crying-doll of mine.
And how its pretty French nurse seems to love it!
It must be very rich to dress so fine.
(Two and nine are eleven, and eight added
Make nineteen; two more fives make twenty-nine.)
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Mamma is going out with sister Rachel.
O dear! if I could only go; but then
I merely am a wretched little school-girl,
And Rachel 's big, and flirts with gentlemen.
(Add two to six, and that is eight; and two more
Make ten; and add a pair of nines to ten.)
O dear! if I could only go; but then
I merely am a wretched little school-girl,
And Rachel 's big, and flirts with gentlemen.
(Add two to six, and that is eight; and two more
Make ten; and add a pair of nines to ten.)
Before I get to be a grown young lady
There are so many stupid years to meet!
O there 's an organ-grinder and a monkey;
Is n't the monkey's jacket just too sweet?
(Add up the sum 's last column quite correctly,
And when it 's finished—run across the street.)
There are so many stupid years to meet!
O there 's an organ-grinder and a monkey;
Is n't the monkey's jacket just too sweet?
(Add up the sum 's last column quite correctly,
And when it 's finished—run across the street.)
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