Rhymes and jingles by Mary Mapes Dodge | ||
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[A farmer in Bungleton had a colt]
A farmer in Bungleton had a colt,That couldn't be taught to moo;
And he kept his cow under lock and bolt
Till the smith could make her a shoe.
His ducks wouldn't gobble, his geese wouldn't quack,
His cat couldn't bark at all.
“I'm clean discouraged!” he cried; “alack!
I'll give up my farm in the fall.”
Rhymes and jingles by Mary Mapes Dodge | ||