قراءة كتاب Christmas Roses
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اللغة: English
الصفحة رقم: 5
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BEDTIME.
IT’S bedtime, bedtime, Cissy dear,
It’s time to put away,
Your little Noah’s ark dear
Until another day,
You know it isn’t right at all
To tire yourself with play.
And they too must be tired dear,
The elephants want to go
To bed,—if they’re much later,
They’ll all be ill I know,
And every well bred camel,
Is in bed long ago.
The elephants want to go
To bed,—if they’re much later,
They’ll all be ill I know,
And every well bred camel,
Is in bed long ago.
And surely you can see dear,
It really isn’t right,
The little dove’s so tired dear,
She scarce can stand upright.
It does not do to keep them up
So very late at night.”
It really isn’t right,
The little dove’s so tired dear,
She scarce can stand upright.
It does not do to keep them up
So very late at night.”
PUSS IN THE CORNER.
YOU are a naughty pussy-cat,
I think it right to mention that,
To all who see your picture here,
’Twas you who broke my Bunny dear.
An hour ago, as you can tell,
I left him here, alive and well;
And now he’s dead and, what is more,
You’ve broke his leg I’m pretty sure.
I left him here, alive and well;
And now he’s dead and, what is more,
You’ve broke his leg I’m pretty sure.
For you my puss I’ll never care,
No never, never, never, there,
And you are in disgrace you know,
And in the corner you must go.
No never, never, never, there,
And you are in disgrace you know,
And in the corner you must go.
What crying? Then I must cry too
And I can’t bear to punish you;
Perhaps my Bunny isn’t dead,
Perhaps you’ve only stunned his head.
And I can’t bear to punish you;
Perhaps my Bunny isn’t dead,
Perhaps you’ve only stunned his head.
And though I’m sure you broke his leg,
It may be mended with a peg,
And though he’s very, very, funny,
My Bunny’s not a real Bunny,
And I’ll forgive and tell you that,
You’re my own precious pussy cat.”
It may be mended with a peg,
And though he’s very, very, funny,
My Bunny’s not a real Bunny,
And I’ll forgive and tell you that,
You’re my own precious pussy cat.”
