Rhymes for the nursery By the authors of "Original Poems" [i.e. Ann Taylor]. Twenty-seventeenth edition |
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Second Thoughts are Best.
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Second Thoughts are Best.
I hate being scolded, and having a rout,
I've a good mind to stand in the corner and pout;
And if mamma calls me, I will not come out.
I've a good mind to stand in the corner and pout;
And if mamma calls me, I will not come out.
Yes, yes, here I'll keep, I'm resolv'd on it quite,
With my face to the wall and my back to the light,
And I'll not speak a word, if I stand here all night.
With my face to the wall and my back to the light,
And I'll not speak a word, if I stand here all night.
And yet mamma says, when I'm naughty and cry,
She scolds me to make me grow good by and by,
And that, all the time, she's as sorry as I.
She scolds me to make me grow good by and by,
And that, all the time, she's as sorry as I.
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And she says, when I'm naughty, and will not obey,
If she were to let me go on in that way,
I should grow up exceedingly wicked one day.
If she were to let me go on in that way,
I should grow up exceedingly wicked one day.
Oh, then, what a very sad girl I should be,
To be sulky and cross when she punishes me,
And grieve such a very kind mother as she.
To be sulky and cross when she punishes me,
And grieve such a very kind mother as she.
Well, then, I'll go to her directly, and say,
Forgive me this once, my dear mother, I pray;
For that will be better than sulking all day.
Forgive me this once, my dear mother, I pray;
For that will be better than sulking all day.
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