قراءة كتاب The Bay and Padie Book Kiddie Songs
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He galloped for the music that seemed not so far away,
And neely found the fairies where the trumpet used to play!
Our mother went and catched him and he neely wasn't found,
He neely fell into the creek through looking round and round.
A naughty sea-shell cutted him, he had a bleedy toe,
He lorst one Sunday sandal and he didn't seem to know;
He only stood and wondered why all fairies live in moons,
And go home in the twilight with their trumpets blowing tunes.
He neely fell into the creek through looking round and round.
A naughty sea-shell cutted him, he had a bleedy toe,
He lorst one Sunday sandal and he didn't seem to know;
He only stood and wondered why all fairies live in moons,
And go home in the twilight with their trumpets blowing tunes.
WHISPER!
When he talks to Bay and me,
Micky doesn't seem to know
It's too far for boys to see,
If he's in the trellis tree;
It's too damp for boys to go
Hunting in the grass below.
When he talks to Bay and me,
Micky doesn't seem to know
It's too far for boys to see,
If he's in the trellis tree;
It's too damp for boys to go
Hunting in the grass below.
A WHISPER SONG
When you're coming in the door,
Please come gently, very gently!
Micky might be on the floor!
Fact, he might be anywhere!
Near the hallstand, by the stair!
Hush! step gently, very gently!
When you're coming in the door.
Please come gently, very gently!
Micky might be on the floor!
Fact, he might be anywhere!
Near the hallstand, by the stair!
Hush! step gently, very gently!
When you're coming in the door.
Tip-toe, tip-toe, hush the noise,
There's a wide-eye-whisper tune!
Micky's making songs for boys
Sleepy after the afternoon.
There's a wide-eye-whisper tune!
Micky's making songs for boys
Sleepy after the afternoon.
Anyone seen Micky here?
Him that lives above the ceiling?
Sometimes far and sometimes near
Boys have heard his little squealing.
Him that lives above the ceiling?
Sometimes far and sometimes near
Boys have heard his little squealing.
Hush you! Hush! I heard a patter
On the 'randah in the wet!
Now'n again we've heard him chatter,
But we've never seen him yet.
On the 'randah in the wet!
Now'n again we've heard him chatter,
But we've never seen him yet.
Tip-toe, tip-toe, through the house,
'Round the pantry, down the hall!
P'raps he's only just a mouse,
P'raps he's nuffing real at all.
'Round the pantry, down the hall!
P'raps he's only just a mouse,
P'raps he's nuffing real at all.
Hush you! Hush! I think I hear
Just a little noise of humming!
If you see him waiting near,
Please don't whisper him we're coming.
Just a little noise of humming!
If you see him waiting near,
Please don't whisper him we're coming.
Someone smashed the photo-lady;
Who upset the pot of musk?
Was it Micky? Was it Padie
Hunting Micky in the dusk?
Who upset the pot of musk?
Was it Micky? Was it Padie
Hunting Micky in the dusk?
WHISPER!
On the rafters in the night,
I've heard little footmarks trot;
And I watch the candle light,
Wondering if it's him or not.
On the rafters in the night,
I've heard little footmarks trot;
And I watch the candle light,
Wondering if it's him or not.
In the after afternoons
When there comes big, starey moons,
Often we've heard Micky playing
By the window, fairy tunes;
But I don't know what he's saying
In the after afternoons.
When there comes big, starey moons,
Often we've heard Micky playing
By the window, fairy tunes;
But I don't know what he's saying
In the after afternoons.
Anyone seen Micky, say,
On the Coota-wattle perching?
He might know and run away
If he knows we're searching, searching.
On the Coota-wattle perching?
He might know and run away
If he knows we're searching, searching.
When he talks to Bay and me,
Micky doesn't seem to know
It's too far for boys to see
If he's in the trellis tree;
It's too damp for boys to go
Hunting in the grass below.
Micky doesn't seem to know
It's too far for boys to see
If he's in the trellis tree;
It's too damp for boys to go
Hunting in the grass below.
On the rafters in the night
I've heard little footmarks trot;
And I watch the candle light,
Wondering if it's him or not.
I've heard little footmarks trot;
And I watch the candle light,
Wondering if it's him or not.
Micky's always everywhere;
Watches children while they sleeping;
'Round about the attic stair
Sometimes mother saw him peeping.
Watches children while they sleeping;
'Round about the attic stair
Sometimes mother saw him peeping.
Micky doesn't like much noise,
He's a wide-eye whisper fairy;
Very kind to girls and boys,
Very shy and most contrary.
He's a wide-eye whisper fairy;
Very kind to girls and boys,
Very shy and most contrary.
Tip-toe, tip-toe! Hush the noise!
There's a wide-eye whisper tune!
Micky's telling songs to boys
Sleepy after the afternoon.
There's a wide-eye whisper tune!
Micky's telling songs to boys
Sleepy after the afternoon.
WHISPER!
Micky's always everywhere;
Watches children while they sleeping.
Round about the attic stair
Sometimes mother saw him peeping.
Micky's always everywhere;
Watches children while they sleeping.
Round about the attic stair
Sometimes mother saw him peeping.
THE LADY NANCY
What's the gooder being good?
Always every day
Somefing comes and compradicks
Everyfing I play.
Always every day
Somefing comes and compradicks
Everyfing I play.
I was digging in the garden
And I digged me toe,
Why do I do that for?
I don't know!
And I digged me toe,
Why do I do that for?
I don't know!
Then I goes and chases Sufi,
Sufi won't be chased:
I falled over the wheelbarrow
And hurted all me waist.
Sufi won't be chased:
I falled over the wheelbarrow
And hurted all me waist.
I tooks me little
