قراءة كتاب What became of Them? and, The Conceited Little Pig
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For they never came back again.
Anon.
This poem is reprinted from “St. Nicholas” by kind permission of the Century Company.
There were six little pigs, as I’ve heard people say,
Went out with their mother-pig walking one day,
The sun shone so bright, and the air was so free,
They might all have been happy, as happy could be.
And so they all were, except one little brother,
Who thought he was wiser, poor thing, than his mother,
And was always contriving some nonsense to chatter,
And, when she reproved him, said, “What does it matter?”
“I scarcely need answer” his mother would say,
“You yourself will discover the matter one day.
“Take my word, you’ll repent it, or sooner or later.”
Says he “I repent it! why, what does it matter?”
Enjoying the sunshine and pretty blue sky.
Said this bad little pig “How I long to displease him
I daresay, if I grunt, it will mightily tease him.”
To let him be quiet, and stay where you are,
For, if you affront him, he’ll bite you I know.”
“What matters it whether he bite me or no?”
And grunted at Doggy, but what did Dog say?
Why, he turned round, and seizing Pig’s ear with his teeth
He tore it, and worried him nearly to death.
And come to his mother to know what to do,
Who took no account of his crying and clatter.
He said, “Oh my ear!” she said