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Poems about Childrens
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I was a Pirate once,
A blustering fellow with scarlet sash,
ITCHIN, when I behold thy banks again,
Thy crumbling margin, and thy silver breast,
In Araby, in Araby,
In Araby the blest,
We brought a rug for sitting on,
Our lunch was in a box.
The Rummy-jums, the Rummy-jums,
Are very funny people;
High diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
There was a girl that lost things--
Nor only from her hand;
Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow,
In our street, the main street
Running thro' the town,
[A Lesson in Politeness]
Alphonso, Alphonso, Alphonso and Arabella
The door was shut, as doors should be,
Before you went to bed last night;
See, I can do it all myself
With my own little brush!
SOFT falls the mild, reviving shower
From April's changeful skies,
A vase upon the mantelpiece,
A ship upon the sea,
Look at all those monkeys
Jumping in their cage.
The alligator is a creature
With not a single pleasing feature;
Isabel met an enormous bear,
Isabel, Isabel, didn't care;
SOME children are so naughty,
And some are very good;
The sun is gone down
And the moon's in the sky
The day was wet, the rain fell souse
Like jars of strawberry jam, [1] a
I saw a ship a-sailing,
A-sailing on the sea;
Once a Gargoyle and a Griffin
Thought they'd go and take their tiffin
Shut these odious books up, brother;
They have made you quite another
Behold the mighty dinosaur,
Famous in prehistoric lore,
IF I could see a little fish–
That is what I just now wish!
'Excuse me if I sit on you,' the cup said to the saucer.
'I fear I've been here all the afternoon.'
I will think as thinks the rabbit:—
Oh, delight
Anger in its time and place
May assume a kind of grace.
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat:
The Mountains
A land of sombre, silent hills, w
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