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قراءة كتاب The First Little Pet Book with Ten Short Stories in Words of Three and Four Letters
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The First Little Pet Book with Ten Short Stories in Words of Three and Four Letters
run, and the dog did run, and the cat did run, and the pup did run, and the kit did run, and all did run, and it was fun.
The ape did say, "Che! che!" and ate the pie as he ran. Ned did say: "O you bad old ape! O you bad old ape!" The dog did say: "Bow wow! Bow wow!" The cat did say: "Mew, mew!" The pup did say: "Yap! yap!" and the kit did cry: "Eee, eee!" Was it not a big run?
And now, was it not too bad in the sly old ape? for you see he ate the pie all up. Ned did not get one bit, and the kit did not get one bit. O my!
Let me say to you, if you get a pie, and it is too hot to eat, do not put it on the top of a big tin pot, in the air, and go off to see a cat or a dog, for if you do, may be a sly old ape may get at the pie, and eat it all up.
MOP, THE PET CAT.
I.
Is in the sky,
And you in bed—
O fie! O fie!
II.
And go and run
Out in the air,
For it is fun.
As you may do,
So I can tie
The bow for you.
IV.
The new red top,
And let us go
To see old Mop,
V.
Who has one eye—
For one is out,
Let me say why.
A bad old cur,
Did fly at Mop,
He bit her fur.
VII.
How she did mew!
And all her leg,
He bit it too.
VIII.
Way in her eye,
And put it out,
And she did cry.
Fit! fit! ee! eeeee!
My eye is out!
I can not see!
X.
Say, can it be?"
And up she got
To mew to me.
XI.
And I was sad,
For my pet cat
Was bit so bad.
And in a bag,
Of old and new,
I got a rag:
XIII.
"Let me, I beg,
Tie the old rag
On the bad leg."
XIV.
So sad did lie,
And I did say:
"Oh! she may die!"
And all the day
Up in my lap
My cat did lay.
XVI.
She had a sup,
And, by and by,
She did get up.
XVII.
And fur are new,
And she can run
To me and you.
Did go a-way,
And in a pit
He hid all day.
XIX.
A man sat by—
He had a gun—
The dog did die!
XX.
Was sad for Mop,
And so his gun
Did go off—pop!
All day can run,
And get her nap
Out in the sun;
XXII.
And now you see
She is as fat
As fat can be.
XXIII.
Go to and fro,
For the bad dog,
Who bit her so,
